Draco hummed in agreement. He turned back over, pulling Harry onto his chest as he did so, and tracing soft patterns into his shoulders. Neither of them acknowledged what was happening between them, they simply lay in the afternoon sunshine. Eventually Draco asked Harry about the book he had been reading, and when Harry explained it, Draco offered to read aloud for the both of them. Harry was too shocked to argue, so he lay, on Draco Malfoy’s chest, as he listened to the words of Charles Dickens.