For a brief moment, Draco wanted to scold Harry for messing up his hair, but then Harry was kissing him, and he figured that he could redo his hair later. His hands softly found Harry's waist, needing something to hold onto, now that they were no longer holding hands.<br/>Even if they had been snogging earlier, it still felt overwhelming to be kissing Harry again. They were sitting so close, and Harry was touching him so softly, it was driving him insane. The only thing he could focus on was Harry's warmth underneath the uniform, and on actually reciprocating the kiss. It was too much, yet not nearly enough. It was unbelievable that they had even made it this far, but there they were.