A whirlwind of emotions whirled through Draco upon watching Harry, unable to stop the excitement from seeing Harry mindlessly starting on a new row of buttons eve if he managed to stop himself, while also hit by a heavy feeling in his chest by the prospect of Harry having secret<span style="font-style: italic">and</span>exciting plans.<br/>Stupidly, fuelled by a desire that Draco hadn’t been aware of, a deep desire to somehow outshine whatever other plans Harry might have, even if he knew that that likely wasn’t going to be possible. He found that that knowledge did nothing to quell his desire to try.<br/>Mindlessly, Draco found himself moving closer to Harry, counterintuitively redoing the top button of Harry’s waistcoat with a soft shrug.<br/>“I guess they can,” he stated, voice remarkably much calmer than he thought he would’ve have been able to manage.<br/>“Guess I just wanted to figure out how exciting I get to be,” he added, crooked smile on his lips as he took a step back from Harry.