Once Draco was at a distance again - God, he had moved away so<span style="font-style: italic">quickly</span>, too - Harry suddenly felt completely flushed. His cheeks were burning hot, and for the first time tonight he was certain it wasn't caused by the alcohol he had drunk.<br/>He was vaguely aware that somebody had addressed Draco, but their voice was impossible to distinguish from the music playing; by avoiding Draco's eye, Harry hoped to be spared partaking in that conversation.<br/>Despite it being his own choice that led them down this trail, Harry couldn't help but feel absolutely disappointed; and then, only moments after, immensely embarrassed for having misread the signals enough to get disappointed.