Harry nodded at that; no matter how little Harry wanted it to be true, then Draco was right. With a heart rate as if he had been running, Harry stood in a movement that was a bit rougher than intended. Getting on a distance of the other seemed to immediately clear his mind, which had previously been clouded by the other's presence; but at the same time, the room suddenly felt unpleasantly cold.<br/>Once standing, Harry found himself avoiding Draco's eyes, instead looking aimlessly at the sparse things that were on shelves around the room. "You're right," he said breathlessly, too late for it to be a cohesive response to Draco's statement.