Harry, the lovely little voyeur that he was, had agreed to observe Draco’s pre-show yoga routine. Draco found himself glad for it, not ready to separate just yet. They had been separated for so long already. Harry had declined Draco’s offer to guide him through some moves, which was just as well since he only had the one mat. Draco had left off with the incense and kept some loose fitted joggers on, to spare Harry’s sanity. He still heard a distinct thud coming from Harry’s direction as he slid into downward-facing-dog.