Draco caught his hand, and pulled him through the kitchen, and towards his study and the large sofa that sat flush against the wall. Draco sank into the cushions and Harry needed little encouragement to join him. Draco readjusted him so that he was tucked under his arm, and Draco’s hand was resting against his chest. For a short while, they just sat together, enjoying the piano music that echoed through the room. Eventually, Draco broke the silence.