It took everything within Draco to not just stretch up and kiss Harry, feeling so overwhelmed by his closeness that he didn’t know what to do with himself. He wanted Harry so much closer but the soft chimes reminded him of why they couldn’t do anything more than just things.<br/>Briefly, allowing himself to humour the situation for a moment, Draco gingerly placed his hands on Harry’s hips, looking up at him with a soft grin on his face.<br/>“Alright,” he said, never specifying which one of them it was, but he felt certain that they both knew that he was going to stick around for both. The more time Draco got to spend around Harry, the more he realises that he likely wasn’t ever going to tell him no if he wanted Draco to stay.