Draco had been mostly caught up in his own thoughts when Harry entered the sunroom, yet a soft smile easily found his lips. There was a comfort in seeing Harry again in the soft light of the morning, especially now that he felt permitted to fully admire how the light seemed to make Harry glow.<br/>“Morning,” he said with a warm smile, leaning against the cushions and softly sipping his tea. He was in a good place and he felt more than ready to actually get some work done for the day. In fact, this was probably the best he had felt ever since Harry first appeared at the manor and it was difficult to not let that show in his general demeanour.<br/>“Tea?” He offered, even if he knew that Coote soon enough would make one appear, but it still seemed like the polite thing to offer.