Draco's hand on Harry's felt electric, and it caught him enough off guard for it to take his breath away. Harry sat for a moment just looking at Draco with slight amazement, trying to process how surprisingly easy that had been, and how well Draco had taken it.<br/>"He's five - born the 10th of april '98," Harry finally answered, his voice soft as he tried to avoid actually having to say that Teddy was barely a month when he became an orphan. Harry absentmindedly bit his lip, as he considered how to continue. He had always been upfront about Teddy with any he had seen seriously, but for some reason, it hadn't occurred him to give Draco that warning upfront; possibly because Harry hadn't really expected (nor did expect) this to go anywhere.<br/>With a soft exhale, Harry finally continued, this time glancing towards his hands more often than maintaining eye contact. "And of course there was no way I could take care of a child straight out of the war,"<span style="font-style: italic">I could barely take care of myself</span>he wanted to add, and he ended the sentence lower than he had started it due to the topic, "so he stayed at the Weasley's 'til the summer '01 when I finally felt I was up for the part." Harry glanced towards Draco, a small smile on his lips, and this time he was able to look him properly in the eye. "I think I freaked out about him when I was at St. Mungo's; he's started Muggle school this summer, which has made the mornings easier, but the afternoons a mess with a strict timeline."