Whether it be the stuffiness of the room or his own poor decisions, Harry’s head felt clouded; realistically, it was the subtle but definite impact it had on him being alone with Draco, even barely so. What had only been a charade for months had all of the sudden become reality. Suddenly, there were indeed people in the next room over.<br/>It made Harry’s gaze dip to Draco’s lips, if only for an instant.<br/>“Yeah?” Harry prompted, not out of doubt but as an encouragement, a bright smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. “That’s brilliant.”<br/>Harry only knew Hannah Connor in passing, but he knew Buchannan saw great promise in her, and Harry had yet to witness anything that undermined that.<br/>His smile turned crooked, playful. “Paul sure knows how to pick them, huh?”