The feeling of Draco’s hand running through Harry’s hear immediately threatened to lull him back asleep. While Harry did feel better, his entire body felt limp, and the weight of Draco’s hand felt like it was enough to make Harry melt into the covers.<br/>Harry refrained from answer, instead humming a vague response, sharing nothing beyond the fact that he was, at the very least, awake.<br/>Running his hand upwards, it curled around Draco’s shoulder, an anchor to settle himself more comfortably against Draco.<br/>“Sorry I feel asleep on you,” he croaked, although what he really wanted to say was<span style="font-style: italic">thank you</span>. While it hadn’t been long since the last time he had felt poorly, it<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>been a while since he had felt so alone. Making no move to disentangle himself from Draco’s embrace, he was, however, aware of the fact that he might’ve inadvertently taken Draco hostage.