Despite having been the one that asked, Draco’s heart still dropped at Potter’s reply, knowing that it was his fault that Potter was stuck at the manor in the first place. There wasn’t much he could do though, knowing that messing with his wards could be very dangerous and dismantling them would be disastrous, yet he could already feel a certain desperation to do something for Potter settle in him.<br/>He wasn’t going to say or even less promise Potter anything, but he was going to figure something out, such that Potter would be able to have an enjoyable stay.<br/>Instead, Draco got stuck on what else Potter said.<br/>It was stupid, but Draco’s heart flipped when Potter told him that he had been enjoying his stay at the manor, probably just a polite exaggeration, but Draco had to believe that that meant that he didn’t hate it here. That was more than Draco could have ever asked for and he was just happy that he wasn’t alone in actually enjoying their time together.<br/>“No need to flatter, I know it’s just because Coote is a better cook than your house elf,” he stated with a crooked grin.