The texts sent thrills down Draco's spine, and he couldn't even exactly tell you why. If he had taken just one second to think, then he would have realised that Harry would be at the gala. After all, his father had invited every single cop in London to the mansion, so it only made sense for Harry to be there as well. Still, it felt a little too intimate to know that the guy, who for so long had been merely a concept, probably was in the same room as him. A room in Draco's childhood home. It was too much, and he was tempted to just not reply, but he had missed Harry like crazy, and the text seemed like an olive branch. He could not let it go.<br/><br/>[Jan 3 21:08] To Harry<br/>First of all, it's pastel pink,<br/>Second of all, yeah. I am.