Harry grinned, a bit shyly, and rolled his eyes at Draco's little remark. "Funny Malfoy," he said, standing up. "I'll talk to you later. I should get going. Ron's probably wondering where I am."
He clasped Draco's shoulder briefly, and with one last smile headed out the door, avoiding the chattering old women who were still chattering away. He wanted to get home, finish up his essay and have a relaxing evening with his best mate. He glanced back once and smiled again at Draco, before letting himself out into the early afternoon.