Harry hadn't realised just how much he had missed Draco's proximity until Draco stepped closer, and Harry's breath hitched. At such a short distance it was impossible not to notice how Draco's gaze was directed at Harry's lips; Harry had to fight the instinct to lick his lips.<br/>It took Draco pulling him along for Draco's words to fully sink in, making Harry frown. "Why there?"<br/>The question was uttered with genuine confusion, but, as soon as he spoke it out loud the dime dropped; it had been weeks since Harry had thought about the scars on Draco's thighs. His frown immediately dissolved, and for a brief moment, there was a genuine look if regret on his features; eventually this too made way for a tentative grin. "Is this some intricate ploy to invite me back into your bedroom?"