Harry laughed at that, genuinely and loud, as he pulled out the last supplies.<br/>"Well, then I'm certain this will be enjoyable for the both of us -" he chirped, seemingly in a good mood despise the amount of work ahead of him; and that was without even thinking about his school work.<br/>"It's, uh -" Harry started, tuning his front to Draco, leaning the small of his back against the kitchen counter as he scrolled through his phone to find the email with the recipe, his coach sent him. "It's for the fall pep rally thing. We're doing a bakesale with the lacrosse girls."