Harry couldn’t help but notice how attached Draco seemed to be to him the following day. It was a subtle escalation of their usual dynamic, and Harry doubted that anyone but him had noticed. For example, though it wasn’t uncommon for them to sit together at Hogwarts, it was less usual for Draco to drape his arm across the back of any chair that Harry occupied. It also wasn’t normal for Draco to touch him quite this much. A palm against his lower back. Fingers trailing against the back of his neck. An outer thigh pressed flush against his own. They were all brief, fleeting touches - the kind that he might have blamed on his imagination. To begin with, he wondered if Draco was even aware of what he was doing.  