"Well, firstly, we wanted to talk to you about your neck," said Remus. Harry froze - he had almost forgotten all about it, wrapped up as he had been in the new territory he and Draco had been carefully exploring. Fuck.  Fuck. He needed to tell Draco - but when was the right time? Not in the house, that was for sure. Perhaps when they were back at Hogwarts? Anxiety clawed up Harry’s throat at the thought of how Draco would react to the news, and to the knowledge that Harry had hidden it from him for so long.  