Suffering under the unexpected intimacy of this lighthearted, cake-decorating team building effort, Harry felt like his whole body was trembling in expectation of what Draco was going to say next. It was an awful sensation, especially because he had a hard time connecting Draco's words to what Harry knew was happening around him. Why he had to trust the other in this, he didn't fully know, but it made his heart sit in his throat.<br/>"Are you gonna be mad at me if I screw up?" Harry eventually had to ask, his voice a breathless laugh, as he blindly turned his head slightly towards the sound of Draco's voice. Things were becoming fairly intimidating very quickly.