While Draco was deeply comfortable in Harry’s bed, cuddled close and lying in their afterglow. They had been chatting but both of them had fallen silent, not really having all that much to talk about when it came down to it.<br/>It meant that Draco knew it to be his time to leave soon, not wanting to intrude much more than what was necessary, even if Harry had been the one to insist that he stayed. Even if it was his birthday, he surely needed to get some work done anyway. It was like the thing in Harry’s chest was going to take a day off for any reason.<br/>“Well,” he started off, not too keen on finishing the sentence, but desperately feeling like he had to get a move on soon.<br/>“I better get down to the study.”