Suddenly feeling like he had outstayed his welcome, Draco decided to move away from the counter in an attempt to remove himself from the task of making the cupcakes. Harry was a big boy and he could probably handle himself, even if Draco had had a good time with helping him out. They were only flatmates after all and still not really friends, even if he felt that they had gotten slightly closer recently.<br/>"You're welcome," he said, awkwardly running a hand through his hair and looking over at Harry, who in them wasn't looking at him at all. Maybe it was naive to think that the two of them could get a normal relationship after all they had been through already. "I'm assuming that you can handle yourself for now. Just take out the cupcakes when the timer beeps and wait until they're completely cold to frost them, otherwise the frosting is going to melt."