Without Draco's gaze to pin him down, it proves harder to remember the rule she put up.  Good things come to those who wait, pet. Harry echoes the words around his head, but there's something coiling in his belly that makes him feel like an unsupervised kid.  Bad behaviour will not go unpunished.  And Harry wonders. He wonders what it means, wonders how she would react, wonders what she would do. How bad could I be? Maybe it would be worth it. 