The question brought a smile to Harry’s lips, shaking his head no as he straightened his posture slightly, allowing them both space enough to speak. His hold on Draco relaxed, fingers falling to the back of Draco’s collar.<br/>There was such encouragement in the way Draco tilted the question. It would be a lie to say he didn’t have a vested interest in Draco extending his hospitality. The blurred point of departure when it came to field work made it hard to justify not spending the night - not coming for dinner - not skipping out on his entire afternoon to make up for days apart.<br/>“Came to make sure you get to Towthorpe alright, yeah?” he reminded, a boyish air to his voice and smile.