It took desperately little for Draco to shift his grip, moving instead to bury his hands in Harry’s hair, finding the sensation to terribly familiar and aching with the prospect of this being the last time he got this. He wanted to be able to press his regrets into Harry’s skin, wanting to somehow convey that this wasn’t what he wanted but it was what he needed to do.<br/>It was lovely and comforting and as long as Draco didn’t think of it too much, he could ignore that this was goodbye.