Sometimes, Draco could find it a little laughable how easy it seemed to just resolve back situations with tea, finding it to be the easiest thing to do whenever he was in a tight situation. It was even more laughable that he was making tea to Harry Potter, who had taken a seat in his kitchen and seemed to be getting used to the idea of spending some time in the manor.<br/>“A couple of days I reckon, maybe a week,” he said with a shrug, as he turned his back on Potter once more, grabbing two cups out of his cupboard and placing them on the table. It was easier to think clearly when he wasn’t looking at Potter, instead getting to focus doing something with his hands and try to be a good host.<br/>It was fairly easy to figure out that Draco probably didn’t have many guests, something that was mostly to his own choosing, so hosting wasn’t quite in his forte. Still, he knew how to offer someone a cup of tea and a place to stay and that was what mattered in that moment.<br/>“I shall get Coote to make up one of the spare rooms for you,” he added, feeling the need to be formal, such that it wouldn’t feel too intimate. “How do you take your tea?”