The way Harry always seemed to reach out for him when they were close made Draco’s heat jump in his chest, finding it to be something so simple, yet nothing could have served to make him feel safer.<br/>“It really was,” he said with a warm smile, leaning his head softly against Harry’s shoulder, feeling happy and at ease in the softness of their shared morning. He placed his hand on top of Harry’s, an encouragement for it to stay there, though with no hint of further initiation.<br/>It hadn’t felt this easy to share anything about his life for so long, but now it seemed that he didn’t really knew how to stop, almost as if he needed Harry to know as much as possible about him.<br/>“I was always really close with my mum,” he added as an afterthought, feeling sure that Harry already knew that, but he wanted to keep talking.