Not great coffee drinkers, Sirius simply offered Draco a mug and a jar of instant coffee as he waited for the water to boil.<br/>“Not at all,” he assured him, sending Draco an almost boyish smile as he once again stepped away from the table at the sound of the toaster going off. “The day starts when we want it to start.”<br/>Picking out the two slices of bread out of the toaster and onto a plate, Sirius offered them to Draco. This time, he stalled at the table, his pause filled by the increasingly louder rumble of the water heating behind him.<br/>“How about yours?” he eventually asked, gentler, as to neither pry or pressure Draco into sharing his expectations for the day. “Have you made any plans?”