Harry just rolled his eyes and waited obligingly for the other to Apparate them to wherever Draco wanted to take them to fly. He'd assumed somewhere away from Muggles, some place where they could do as they wished without risking being seen. And he'd guessed right. When they landed, Harry looked around curiously for a moment, recognizing the landscape that continued to change the closer they got to Hogwarts.
With a smirk, Harry got onto his own broom, then motioned forward as if to say, 'after you'. This would be exciting, really. Harry truly hadn't flown since he'd left Hogwarts, not having much free time to do a lot of things that he'd wanted to do.