Once properly out of the car, Harry didn't need Draco for stability. Harry was still active at work and besides being on his feet for an evening on end, he could pretty much manage himself - after all, he had done so the last several years. It was, however, hard to detangle himself from Draco.<br/>There was something about the close proximity and the opportunities it gave for small, comforting touches that made Harry linger. Besides, he told himself, they probably looked more believable this way.<br/>It was Draco's final comment that finally set Harry out of his haze, making him snort a chuckle, though he figured it wasn't intended as a joke.<br/>"I won't be," Harry reassured Draco, turning his head far enough to meet Draco's eye. There was a crooked grin to Harry's lips, finding that they were going to actively change the tone of their conversation in the name of the charade.<br/>With a slight delay, Harry gave Draco's arm a squeeze, his voice again an airy laugh. "Just don't leave me."