Harry grinned as he slightly adjusted the way his jacket laid over the back of his chair. "I try not to be," he said with a soft gr, as he properly turned toward Draco. Harry leant a bit forward, resting his elbows on the table. "I'm sorry about Tuesday," he said, as he unattentively reached for the salt shaker on before him. They had seen each other quite often, sometimes twice a week, but Teddy had been home sick, and Harry had had to cancel their lunch earlier this week. "What's up, what have you been up to?"