Despite having had no real memories from the house at Grimmauld place during his childhood, Draco found himself relaxing at he entered the place. Maybe it was simply due to the fact that the house seemed to<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>him there, a feeling that Draco didn’t think he would ever get used to, but he also knew that some of it came from getting to be alone with Harry.<br/>It hadn’t been the same at the manor, not with Harry forced to be there, so this was brand new territory, then making the active choice to spend time together. If Draco thought of it for too long it always managed to make his head spin, so he tried not to.<br/>“I assume not, no,” Draco said with a soft smile, finding the antics of the old house elf bewildering at best but he didn’t want to question it.<br/>As he tried to not show how much he missed Harry’s touch, even if it had just been a soft one to the smal of his back, Draco fully entered the living room, feeling uncertain what to do with himself.<br/>“You think I need to announce my arrival, or do you think he knows?”