Draco hadn't even realised how much he longed to hear those words, before Harry said them. It made his heart pound even harder, and he was starting to wonder if it was trying to beat its way out of his chest. No matter what he did, it felt like too much, but he wanted to talk this through, and figure out where it put them. Even if it was going to be messy for a bit.<br/>"Thank you," he muttered, looking down at his feet, and feeling so incredibly small. It didn't help that Harry was painfully handsome when he smiled, and Draco could barely even look at him. He took a deep breath, fingers fiddling with the rings he was wearing. "I still want to explain, but I am afraid that you will think poorly of me if I do," he admitted, feeling a little too ballsy by admitting it like that. However, he felt that his best chance was honesty.