As Harry stood and waited for his order he couldn't help but notice the calm in the coffee shop. Sure, it wasn't full, but of the people there Harry seemed to be the only one to notice Draco's presence; to Harry, Draco looked out of place in these common surroundings.<br/>It was only when the barista once again demanded his attention by giving him his order that Harry noticed that his eyes had been lingering on Draco, and that realisation once again made Harry's cheek feel warm.<br/>He muttered his thanks before taking the cup of black coffee and once again walking towards Draco.<br/>In a matter of a few seconds Harry's glasses started to fog up, and by the time he sat at the table, and the angle and distance to the cup changed, he quickly had to give up.<br/>"Um," Harry started when he took of his glasses, inattentively rubbing at the inner corners of his eyes at the change of focus. "Your manager seems nice."<br/>He couldn't gather hos thoughts around a subject more complicated than that, and by the time he let his hand fall, a crooked smile had appeared on his lips.