After dinner that evening, Harry was reclined back in his chair, his hands resting on his now bulging stomach, when Draco suddenly stretched in his seat, "Think I’m gonna’ turn in early - all those doxies have really taken it out of me," his yawn was just on the edge of exaggerated, and it was only that detail that pulled Harry out of his food coma, and had him looking at Draco more closely - he jolted when he understood the pointed look in the others eye.