It felt strange to let go of Harry again, and Draco wasn't really sure if he was ready for it, even if he knew that he had to. He never wanted not to touch Harry, and he feared that this would all be a dream, the second he left his company. It was incredible to think that him and Harry hadn't been talking for weeks before this, but now they were close again.<br/>He took a deep breath, as they entered the dining hall, and immediately put his polite face back on. If either of his parents got even an inkling that something had been going on, he wouldn't even dare to think about the consequences. It was a conversation that he didn't want to have, at least not before he knew where he was standing with Harry. He sent the other man one lost look, before he began mingling once more.