Harry once again hummed, sounding as if he was still considering Draco's statement. In any other context, Harry would probably have taken Draco's reply to heart, finding that the words themselves were unnecessary harsh.<br/>Harry, however, also found that any trace of true annoyance in Draco's voice was discredited by the way Harry's fingertips had continuously drawn patterns across Draco's skin.<br/>"Really?" Harry finally questioned, almost sounding exasperated. "That can't be."<br/>Withdrawing his arm around Draco, Harry did so sufficiently so that he could straighten his posture, resting his weight against that same forearm. The shift wasn't particularly elegant, yet Harry had succeeded in shrugging Draco's off of his chest and onto his arm instead.<br/>Harry was already grinning when his lips caught Draco's jaw, only serving to make the kiss far more juvenile than it was alluding.<br/>"If I go for a swim, are you gonna jump again?" Harry went on, almost laughing as he practically spoke the words against Draco's skin.<br/>His free hand moved to cup Draco's jaw.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Baby</span>," he teased, too boyishly pleased with himself, before pressing another kiss to the soft skin beneath Draco's ear.<br/>There, he exhaled another chuckle as he properly removed himself from the embrace. His hand left Draco's face, in order to instead help support his weight, better squaring off his, now, seated position.