Despite it being well into the afternoon, Harry had yet to do any lacrosse training. Instead, he had spent the day in the administrative building, undergoing the tedious process of arguing in favour of his scholarship being extended to cover the upcoming semester. When he unlocked the door, he was still wearing the light blue dress shirt he had worn for his interview with the dean.<br/>"Hullo," Harry exhaled upon entering the hallway. Even without having Draco in his line of sight he could hear him putter about. With a thud, Harry dropped his back pack to the floor, still undecided whether or not he just wanted to hide away in his bedroom.<br/>"Are you cooking?" he asked, eyes fixed aimlessly at the floor as he leaned over to undo the top of his laces, kicking off his shoes.<br/>Harry wouldn't say that he had been avoiding Draco per say, yet he was fully aware of the fact that he wouldn't be able to look Draco in the eye before he had taken care of a couple of things.