Draco’s arms wrapped around him immediately and held him close, and Harry’s heart thudded in his chest. He loved Draco. He was  in love with Draco. It wasn’t an unforeseen consequence of entering into a romantic... something (a relationship that they both hesitated to call a relationship) with Draco, and yet it still took his breath away. He was overcome by the immediate urge to tell him, but he wouldn’t. He wasn’t certain that Draco was ready to hear it.