Draco was concentrating on making the kitchen look nice and presentable, and trying not to focus too much on what Harry was doing. He really wanted them to be able to make this work, but it was a lot harder than he thought it would be. It was impossible for him not to think about Harry's hands on him, or how he had felt when they had kissed. It was distracting, and he needed to cut it out; it wasn't going to happen anyway, so there was no need to stress about it.<br/>Once Harry moved away, he looked up at him again, feeling that it was less daring then. "Still hungry?" He asked with a crooked grin, not liking the silence that had taken over the kitchen. Silence felt intimate, and that was a place he couldn't go.