Harry grinned at that, clearly not agreeing with that conclusion, yet not having it in him to disagree. While Harry didn't want to encourage Draco to spend a hot summers day without any food, he couldn't say that Draco's class was going to put him under a lot of strain.<br/>"Yeah," he just chuckled, an unsaid<span style="font-style: italic">i guess</span>lingering in his voice.<br/>"Are you done, Haz?"<br/>Dean's voice abruptly brought Harry back to reality, eyes darting towards Dean's towering silhuette. His hand was outreached across the table towards Harry and his empty plate, and yet it took Harry a moment to understand the question.<br/>"Yeah," Harry ended up repeating, voice almost startled. Even though the realisation that there were other people around them seemed to surprise Harry, he didn't move to pull away from Draco. Unabashedly, he tipped his foot, anklet brushing against Draco's skin.<br/>Stacking his cup and cutlery on the plate, he offered it to Dean with a smile. "Thanks, mate."<br/>"Draco?" Dean offered, despite not immediately being able to spot any dirty dishes in front of Draco.