The returned question made the corner of Harry’s mouth twitch upwards. He didn’t fail to notice the boldness of the question and the shift it caused in their balance, only amplified by the context in which it was spoken. Draco had a lot of nerve asking for that degree of transparency from a superior officer; but then again, Harry’s hand had no business being on an employee of his.<br/>It sent a thrill down Harry’s spine, having to fight the urge to duck his gaze to the few square inches where they were touching.<br/>“Are you coming back to London?” he asked, the question only incrementally more specific.<br/>If cornered, Harry could reasonably defend simply equating<span style="font-style: italic">London</span>to<span style="font-style: italic">the Ministry</span>; that wasn’t the question, though, visible in the way Harry’s smile widened.