The walk back to the lifts felt like a solemn affair. His skin felt warm in Draco’s presence in a way that had become synonymous with Draco’s warm hands on Harry’s skin. It wasn’t that the silence wasn’t uncomfortable, simply filled with things Harry wanted to say but couldn’t, not this publicly anyway.<br/>When the doors closed behind them, and they had begun the ascend up the four floors between Transportation on sixth and the DMLE up on the second level, Harry finally looked over at Draco, his gaze bright with interest. A grin pulled at his lips and he glanced back forward, Harry was horribly aware of the fact that this was the longest stretch they had yet to be alone together, his hands itching to make use of it.<br/>“You’re doing great,” he said instead, eyes once again finding Draco.