The sudden shift in pace made Harry’s heart jump, his mind having been eased into a lull by the wine and finding it difficult to adjust. Though he doubted Draco had rushed it, it still left Harry with the impression that, suddenly, Draco was towering above him.<br/>It made his throat knot up with anticipation.<br/>“Alright, yeah.”<br/>Actively choosing to ignore the inherent intimacy of the offer, Harry willingly took Draco’s hand, unnecessarily using it as an anchor to pull himself upright, always partial to how steady a presence Draco was. Perhaps because of that, Harry didn’t let go of Draco’s hand even when standing.