When Harry reached out and touched him again, Draco felt a shiver run through him, as if he was still too sensitive to be touched anywhere. However, he also didn’t want Harry to ever stop touching him for any reason whatsoever; a juvenile attempt to hold onto his affections for as long as possible.<br/>Wanting to indicate that somehow to Harry, Draco scooted slightly closer as well, not keen on moving too much though, afraid that he was going to move Harry’s hands.<br/>The compliment, which Draco was absolutely certain that it was, even if it was just a word and nothing else, made Draco grin. He was so used to having his wand in his hair that sometimes it was nice to be able to do minor spells without it in his hand. Still, there was something absolutely endearing about the way that Harry was looking at him for it, a look of pure adoration that Draco was having a hard time wrapping his head around.<br/>“Wandless,” he confirmed with a softer smile, as he softly reached up to put a hand on Harry’s forearm, wanting to prolong his touch for as long as possible.