Harry nodded with a half-smile. Draco’s eyes flicked down to his lips, and Harry could practically hear Draco’s internal voice persuading him to bend forward and press their lips together. It was almost a relief to know that he wasn’t the only one not quite sure how to navigate whatever they were to one another now. He made the decision for them both in the end, lifting his heels up off the ground to kiss him firmly. Draco practically melted against him.