These past, quiet days had helped put a dent into all the written bureaucracy Harry had piled up. Having abandoned the case files for the day, Harry had spent the better part of the work day filling out expense reports.<br/>Harry had been able to tell that Draco had been glancing his way, the other having to turn further to look at him than Harry himself did. It was intentional that Harry didn’t look up, rather pretending he didn’t notice, and so he continued his work uninterrupted.<br/>When Draco spoke to him, Harry was in the middle of calculating a rough estimate, not entirely able to offer him his full attention, nor wanting to seem too eager. The fact that Draco spoke to him was, however, monumental and Harry didn’t want to pass that opportunity up to reestablish that professional dialogue.<br/>He acknowledged the question with a little, hummed sound, needing to finish this thought before it escaped him.<br/>“Yeah, what’s up?” he finally said, only looking up at Draco when he had finished writing his sentence.’<br/>Draco looked incredibly timid at the request, and Harry struggled to find the balance between appearing available yet not too invested. He eventually dropped his gaze, symbolically dating the file, before abandoning the quill on the table, offering Draco his full attention.