Harry hummed under the soft pressure Draco was applying against his shoulder, momentarily fearing that this meant the end of the kiss. This, however, showed not to be the case, and instead Harry moved his hand from Draco's hair down to the back of his neck. Softly gripping at the collar of the shirt, Harry gently pulled Draco with him as he laid down on the bed.<br/>Everything seemed to have slowed down around them; with the softness of everything, it almost felt like Harry was dreaming. Once lying down, Harry's hand loosened the grip around the shirt, his thumb carefully brushing against Draco's jawline.