Despite the precedence they had so tentatively established, it had surprised Harry tremendously when Draco had continued to seek out his presence and proximity. Spending a moment in each other's company was easily done in bed, but the kitchen invited no such intimacy. The fact that Draco had actively sought out a room that permitted it had been enough to elevate Harry’s heart rate all over again. Harry was perpetually surprised that Draco would want that from him.<br/>“Can I take this out?” he asked after a long silence, his breath barely audible with the weight of Draco’s head on his chest.<br/>Harry was referring to Draco’s wand; while it had slouched considerably, it still managed to contain the vast majority of Draco’s hair. Accompanying the question, Harry’s hand moved from Draco’s shoulder blades upwards, his fingers trailing Draco’s hairline at the nape of his neck.