How sudden Draco seemed to announce their departure startled Harry; though he wanted to believe that Draco's hand on top of his was intended as reassuring, it still made Harry's heart skip a beat. In a thoughtless attempt to read what had caused the sudden exit, Harry glanced at Draco, though he quickly feared it would come across as inappropriate - if the Malfoys would read this as a break of character.<br/>When Harry's eyes again darted back to the matrimony in front of him, he was surprised to find that Lucius no longer was meeting either of their line of sight; instead, his eyes were fixated on the image of Draco's hand on top of Harry's. It made Harry nauseous.<br/>Before any of them could speak, Lucius' eyes were once again on his son. Even though he wasn't looking at Harry, there was still an uneasy and distinct sternness to his barely-there smile.<br/>"That sounds like an excellent idea, Draco," Lucius said monotonously, the smile doing little to brighten his voice. Eventually, his turned to look at his supposed son-in-law, expression unphased. "It was very kind of you to say hello."<br/>"I'll keep an eye on him for you, sir," Harry said, intending it to be well meaning. There was a careful smile to his lips, yet he quickly came to the realisation that Lucius wasn't going to trouble himself with a reply.<br/>So, Harry stepped aside, urging Draco to follow him.<br/>"Narcissa," he offered, genuinely but fleeitngly, not fully stopping to properly say his goodbyes.<br/>Once out og earshot, Harry yet again shifted the way he was holding Draco's arm. His fingers curling around Draco's bicep, he used that to tug the other closer, if only slightly.<br/>"Was I that bad?" he asked, more of a tease than a genuine worry. His eyes were on Draco's profile, only every now and then looking to make sure they weren't bumping into someone.<br/>Gently loosening his grip, he added with more of a grin. "Drink-away-your-sorrows bad? 'Cause I'm not drinking, so you can have my mine."