Harry slowly added lacewing, he heard a few hurried noises and turned over to look at the commotion. With a very loud bang a poition errupted from Malfoy's cauldron. He put down his tools and looked at Draco. Draco, half naked, didn't seem as shaken up as he should be, Harry wondered if Draco was thinking like he was. He nodded briefly at Snape and strode over to Malfoy.
"What did you do?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry couldn't help but snigger a little at Draco, it made him feel good that Draco wasn't doing as well as he usually did after the mean things he said to Harry.

Harry helped Draco to Madam Pomfrey's, He didn't understand why Draco needed assistance, he was't badly injured, however Harry would never turn down an oppertunity for less time in Snape's Classroom. "About last night..." Harry began, he thought he ought to say something, he didn't want to appologise as he was still angry with Draco.
"Nevermind." Harry said shaking his head, he didn't know what he could say, he wanted to forget it and continue being friends.
"Maybe this is a more clothes on conversation." Harry laughed quietly.