Draco simply watched Potter as he threw the letters into the fireplace, trying not to get stuck on how intimate it felt to see Potter use the kitchen floo, rather than the main floo. However, Draco also knew that the formal Mantle room also held a lot of bad memories, probably for the both of them, so it was definitely the better option to just use the kitchen floo.<br/>Draco didn’t comment on Potter’s statement, focusing on drinking his tea and just allowing the silence to sink over the small kitchen.<br/>Time had changed both of them remarkably much, Draco probably more than Potter, and it seemed impossible to believe that they both once had cared about petty things like school and quidditch. No such thing had mattered any to Draco since the war, having seen too much to be able to do much but keep working on something that he desperately thought was going to help.<br/>“We’ll see,” he eventually settled on, finding that the silence was too intimate for their relation. He had no desire to grow closer to Potter and was eager to get him back out of his home again.