Harry swallowed: what had once been a distressing and tumultuous time in his life, seemed so far away and insignificant now. Or at least, it had until Draco had asked his question, and now Harry realised that he’d have to go through some of that all over again, except that this time nobody knew the thing he could barely say out loud - not for shame or embarrassment, but because it was something he had only recently realised was true about himself. He contemplated telling Draco now, but found he couldn’t - not at that moment at least.