Even if Draco hadn’t expected to get a no, he could still feel his shoulders fall down and relax a little more upon getting a definite yes. It was part of them getting better and better acquainted that Draco had never thought that he was going to get to feel the thrill of a new friendship like this again.<br/>The fact that Potter was the subject of this feeling was only the weirder but also even nicer somehow.<br/>“That’s the one good thing about my father,” Draco started, grabbing his wand from the table and flicking it to make a new bottle appear from the well stocked wine cellar.<br/>Even if they were going through the wine faster than Draco ever would have been able to alone, he also knew that there was no way that they were going to run out any time soon.<br/>“His taste in wine,” Draco elaborated, flicking his wand again for the bottle to open, before leaving his wand on the table next to it.