Potter’s comment was all it took for a soft blush to reach Draco’s cheeks, unsure what he had just implied, but Potter had clearly heard something different than what his intention had been. He was glad that he was standing though, because then there was a chance that Potter wouldn’t notice his blush.<br/>“I-“ he started, unsure how to continue of the tangent that he had accidentally gotten them on. It was weird and Draco had no idea how much of their interactions was just what was to expected from friendship and how much of it was Potter messing with him.<br/>“Let’s just stick with the kitchen, yeah?” He ended up on, figuring that that would be a satisfactory conclusion to their conversation.