Harry would have thought the intimacy of them holding hands would have softebed the blow of any other possible carress; abd yet, the feeling of Draco's lips brushing against his cheek knocked the air out of his lungs.<br/>Too caught up in the moment, Harry had to fight the urge to turn towards Draco's touch in search for a proper kiss. While he did turn, he did so too late, leaving him to look at Draco with a flush to his cheeks.<br/>Harry knew he'd be excused if he decided to kiss Draco, the kiss being justified by the web of lies they were quickly getting themselves tangled in. The mere thought sent his head spinning.<br/>"That we are," he eventually answered, the corner of his mouth finally tugging upward in a flustered smile.<br/>Out of the corner of his eye, Harry knew time was catching up to them. The light emmiting through the glass doors leading from the front hall to the event made Harry duck his head in an attempt to steady himself.<br/>Not meeting Draco's eye, Harry let go of Draco's hand to instead curl it back around Draco's arm, his palm briefly brushing up Draco's bicep. It was only the Harry's eyes once again found Draco, leaning another bit further against him.<br/>There was a tease to his voice as he muttered a stolen, "we make a beautiful couple."