Harry chuckled. "Naturally, it's always been my number one move. It impresses everyone," he mused. Had he considered being there in their kitchen years ago, he'd have though it just being a passing fancy. Although it started off complete shit, he was glad that... it turned out the way it had. He felt as though they had broken down a few walls standing in their way. He was sure Hermione was going to be surprised when she got home later.

"Well, you know, must not tell lies and all that shite," he mused with a little smile, leaning into his touch. He presses a soft kiss to Draco's cheek and exhales a soft breath. "I thought out of anyone, you likely needed a fresh start just as much as we did."

"Agreed. This will likely get her thinking of a tattoo once we tell her. Wonder what she'll choose," he said with a hum. Wishing he had in some ways told her to come home early simply because he wanted both of them there with him (he was greedy like that sometimes) but she'd be home soon and it was nice spending this time with Draco.