As Draco watched the kettle boil, he was surprised to her Potter’s voice get closer.<br/>It probably made nice sense that Potter wouldn’t want to be left alone in his foyer, especially after Draco had said that he was going to stay. It was a very weird situation and while Draco knew that a cup of tea wasn’t going to fix the tension that was between the two of them, he also knew that he was going to feel far more comfortable with a cup of tea in his hands.<br/>“Both,” he started, back still turned to Potter, having found his composure again. He could definitely just do his research, no matter how muscular and beautiful Potter had become since they went to Hogwarts together. It was just about keeping his focus and remember the reason that Potter had even shown up at his footstep in the first place.<br/>“The ward is not going to let you out right now, but I would probably be able to get it to,” he stated, having made most of his wards himself and thus knowing just which strings to pull to disable certain parts of his wards.<br/>He turned to look at Potter, relieved to see that he had gotten dressed again, finding it easier to have a conversation with him if he was wearing a shirt. It had been stupid to ask him to see the scar in the first place and while Draco couldn’t entirely regret it, he still felt stupid because of it.<br/>“But I’d recommend that you stay, such that I can get a proper look at whatever it is that is going on.”