The regular plaid required less attention to braid, allowing Harry’s response to come more timely.<br/>“That’d make sense, too,” he agreed as he braided the last few links. Signature analysis was not in Harry’s wheelhouse, barely able to make sense of the conclusionary reports.<br/>In his hands, Harry had finally braided the full length of Draco’s hair. Harry watched the ends of it against his palm, fingers still wrapped around the unfastened braid, awkwardly aware of the fact that he had been specifically instructed not to charm it tied again.<br/>Not entirely ready to let go of Draco, Harry circled the chair, allowing himself to rest at the lip of Draco’s table, careful not to topple anything over as he did. Long enough to curl over Draco’s shoulder, Harry maintained a careful grip around Draco’s hair, arm slightly extended between them.<br/>“Do they<span style="font-style: italic">do </span>anything?” he continued, eyes glancing off to illegible notes scattered besides him; there was almost an inadverted boyishness to the attempted professionalism in his voice, completely undermined by the gentle but persistent grip around Draco’s hair.