Alone again, Harry couldn’t help the nervous chuckle that escaped him. The speed with which Draco’s entire attention was back on him again was almost overwhelming. He shuddered, the nervous energy that had been with him the last two days having been thoroughly burnt away. No longer in the heat of the moment, it felt like a risk to allow himself to lean into Draco’s embrace, but he did it anyway. Draco’s expression lost its intense edge, and softened into a blend of fondness, and fear. His cheeks were flushed red, his pupils were blown, and his normally perfectly coiffed hair was a complete mess.