When Draco agreed, Harry couldn't keep a smile off his lips. They had built such a tentative routine between the two of then that even the most minute change felt like it held the power to topple everything over, and Harry was unreasonably thrilled that Draco so easily adapted to Harry's whims.<br/>At some point through out the passing month, they had stopped spending time together due to a sense of obligation. Harry recognized it in his own behaviour, aware of the fact that he had come to enjoy Draco's company independedly from their work, and for the first time, he thought he saw reciprocration in Draco's smile. It made Harry's heart do somersaults, an confirmation of the personal development they'd made over the course of the past decade.<br/>Harry realized what he felt was pride.<br/>"A change of scenery," he grinned, a boyish justifiation to something he just felt like indulging in. They had worked tiredlessly and fruitlessly through the weekends, and Harry felt like they were permitted to spend a Saturday on a Wednesday.