The sound of Draco's laughter sent a thill down Harry's spine, endlessly pleased to have managed to lighten the mood. The were no real life consequences in ill placed joke - this was barely<span style="font-style: italic">real life</span>to begin with - but it eased the prospect of having to spend more time together.<br/>Reluctantly and against his immediate decision, Harry loosened his grip of Draco when the other shifted to receive their coats. Harry's hand slipped back onto Draco's waist, then briefly to his hip before breaking the caress completely.<br/>With a polite smile towards the staff, Harry picked the hat out of Draco's grip, before offering Draco a more private, coy grin as if Draco should be able to manage the rest.<br/>"You have a good night," Harry said, once again directed at the staff, though his eyes hadn't been on them when he started the sentence.<br/>The parting words were accompanied by a kind smile, before he once again caught hold of Draco's arm, urging them though the reception.<br/>Adjusting his grip, and already knowing better than to put on his hat, Harry instead tucked it beneath his elbow.<br/>"Do you need a hand?" he did eventually ask, voice airy with a chuckle.