Deciding that he needed to stretch his legs, Draco got up from his seated position, realising just how long he had been sitting only after getting up. He didn’t mind working long days, but in a way it was probably better that he had Potter around to remind him of doing the things that needed doing to continue living.<br/>“Grown tired of Coote’s cooking?” He asked with a warm smile, figuring that Potter was likely to be joking around. He knew what the situation was after all, so there really was no reason he would be asking about it like that.<br/>Instead, Draco was trying to wrap his head around the fact that they were probably friends, in their own way, and that that was how friends talked to each other.<br/>“We can move to an entirely different room if you’re tired of the kitchen too,” he suggested, deciding that it was easier to just joke around. “Merlin knows that the manor has plenty.”