"Exhausted," Harry breathed, feeling there was no need to pretend the opposite. He once again met Draco's eye, a grin on hips lips and he dismissed his own words with a shrug.<br/>"I'm better now, though," he eventually added with a soft smile, before once again looking at the space around him. It was hard to pinpoint what had caused Harry's sudden revival, but as he untangled his scarf, Harry figured it wouldn't be wrong to assume that it had something to do with Draco's company. However, Harry didn't give Draco a honest chance to linger on that, as he continued: "It's a really nice place."<br/>Draco's flat was simultaneously new and familiar, as everything made sense to Harry knowing Draco. Slowly, Harry took a few steps into the room towards the dining table, letting his scarf fall across the back of a chair. His eyes scanned the room before catching the sight of something animated.<br/>"You got a cat?" he asked, the surprise apparent in both his voice and features, as he moved his eyes from the cat to Draco, a crooked grin on his lips.