The sudden change of focus away from Harry’s close and onto Draco left Draco with a whiplash, unsure how to suddenly handle the attention. He nodded eagerly at the question, head spinning from how boyish Harry looked between his knees and how disconnected the question was.<br/>It was maddening and Draco wanted to see even more, while also feeling certain that if Harry gave him more, he was going to absolutely lose his mind.<br/>“Yeah,” he breathed, wanted to be absolutely sure that Harry knew to go right ahead with what he was thinking of. His hand gently found Harry’s hair, running his hand through it and taking the time to admire how his pale fingers looked between the dark locks. It almost felt like a dream.