Harry had been fast asleep, seemingly being pushed deeper into sleep by the steady weight of Draco’s body on top of his. Having been present throughout the entire night, Harry was quick to stir as soon as Draco shifted, feeling like the covers were being pulled off of him.<br/>When Draco accompanied the shift with a kiss to his skin, sending a shiver across Harry's skin. It made the corners of his mouth upturn, his breath a muddled chuckle as it got caught in his throat, dry with sleep.<br/>Clumsily and barely awake, Harry’s hand reached blindly for Draco, brushing an ill-aimed caress across the base of his skull.