Every single cell in Harry's body objected the moment Draco's lips no longer were on his. There was nothing Harry wanted more than to kiss Draco again, but as Draco rested his forehead against Harry's breath got caught in his throat. Afraid to do anything that might disturb Draco, Harry did his best not to move, but he was stretching in a way that made his muscles ache within seconds, and as carefully he could, he loosened his grip around Draco's neck. Instead, his hands lingered by Draco's collar, trying to calm himself down.<br/>Harry could feel Draco's breath against his skin, and that sent a chill down his spine, only underlining how miserably he was failing at calming down. Unable to deny himself the sight, Harry opened his eyes a few moments in. His glasses were steaming up from the heat of Draco's breath, but though Harry's vision was blurred, Draco almost took his breath away.