Harry felt his cheeks flush at that. It was a helplessly juvenile reaction to a response that wasn't particularly incriminating, yet Harry's ears were ringing with the sheer weight of the unspoken implications of Draco's phrasing.<br/>His lips parted far before he even understood the question.<br/>"This morning?" he eventually asked, dumbly and with a delay. His mind was still playing catch up with reality, and Harry had to make a conscious decision of not getting too hung up about Draco's reply.<br/>When Harry finally answered, a boyish grin grew across his features. There was a shy excitement about his smile as his heart fluttered in his chest. Welcoming the feeling rather than shying away from it, Harry turned further towards Draco, Harry steadied himself with an elbow of his own knee as he leaned forward.<br/>"Yeah," he admitted with a smile; when he heard it said out loud, Harry thought the answer had come too readily. "I thought I told you that, already."