As soon as Draco turned to look at him, Harry's heart flipped in his chest, too affected by the brief distance between them. Harry had still been leaning against Draco, and now suddenly found himself needing a few more inches of space. Though he straightened his posture slightly, his arm remained curled around Draco's forearm.<br/>"No," Harry replied, easily and simply. It once again made the corner of his mouth upturn in a grin before he continued, rather reluctantly. "The appropriate amount."<br/>They hadn't talked about how this was intended to appear; whether this was to appear as an established friendship, or if Harry was supposed to meet Pansy for the first time. Harry thought that perhaps it didn't matter, Pansy falling into the charade with greater ease than Harry had ever been able to. It took the edge of the interaction.<br/>"You seem very close," Harry added, thoughtlessly, but finding that to be a better answer to Draco's question. Just as mindlessly, he loosened his hold of Draco's hand, fingertips barely against the palm of Draco's hand yet seemingly having no intention of removing his hand entirely.