Harry mouth fell open at that, whatever heat was in his cheeks shifting to the pit of his stomach. Draco had been drinking and Harry was painfully certain the other wouldn't be sitting here if he wasnt. Draco's intoxication was transparently the last encouraging factor behind Draco speaking his mind; Harry, however, was  completely sober and falling appart at the seams.<br/>"No," he choked, voice catching in his throat. Without giving either of them a moment for consideration, Harry finally gave in and kissed Draco.<br/>How little Harry had to lean in to meet Draco's lips sent a shiver down Harry's spine, gasping into the kiss out of sheer surprise. They had been sitting so much closer than he had ever anticipated, the realisation sending his head spinning.<br/>After months of walking on egg shells around the other, Harry's hands moved to cup Draco's jaw, desperately needing him to stay close now that he was finally allowed to kiss him.