And just like that, Draco feel the resentment which had been growing over the past couple of days slowly melt away.<br/>It was pathetic.<br/>Draco knew that it was pathetic and yet he found it harder and harder to really care about it, even if he wanted to cling to it. He felt like he deserved to be angry, but when Harry was just standing there, smiling at him as if nothing was wrong, he found it hard to really live it.<br/>“Just finished,” he settled on, unsure what else to really say about the entire thing. It was too difficult to be properly angry, or even annoyed, with Harry, but Draco also found himself too conflicted to just accept that Harry was back in his kitchen.<br/>“To what do I owe the pleasure?” He asked, to his dismay finding that his voice was far more genuine than he had wanted it to be.