Harry stopped when Draco did, inattentively casting a glance down the corridor wondering what had made Draco stop just there. His thoughts were however soon disrupted by the sound of Draco's voice; which once again sent a chill down Harry's spine. Slightly restlessly, Harry ran a hand through his hair. While it had apparent that he had nade an effort to comb it down a bit, the disturbance made his curls bunge up again, accentuating his young age.<br/>"I forgive you," Harry stated, and as soon as he phrased it it became the truth. While Harry didn't approve of Draco's decision, it felt pointless todhold a grudge now that they were in front of one another. Once again it took a few moments to appear, but a soft smile was once again on Harry's lips.