Harry was quick to stand, eager to regain some footing in their interaction; for a while, the balance had been in Malfoy's favour, Harry's mind seeming to cloud whenever he came too close.<br/>The air was still heavy and warm with magic, something Harry only noticed upon stepping away from his desk, willingly following Malfoy's suggestion to dress. Leaving Malfoy's immediate proximity behind, Harry did feel uncomfortably cold. He was quick to redress in alk his layers, little consideration for the freah ink on his chest. Not for the first time, Harry trusted that Malfoy had enoigh foresight to dry it for him.