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“Yes, well, and whose fault is that?” he snapped. “Thanks to you, showing up here completely unannounced, I didn’t have time to get dressed. Properly,” he added, hastily. Potter didn’t need to know he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “Which brings us back to my question, Potter. What are you doing here?”

“Ah, I just—I wanted to make sure you got home okay last night.” He looked sheepish. “I brought breakfast,” he said, almost sounding apologetic.

“You brought breakfast,” Draco echoed.

“Yeah, um…Can I come in?”

Too baffled to say anything, Draco just stared at him. This wasn’t a good idea. But… Potter had come all this way…and Draco was a bit hungry. How much harm could breakfast do…right? Fuck, his self-discipline really sucked these days.

Regarding Potter warily, he slowly stepped aside. His mind immediately screamed at him that he could not, under any circumstances, have breakfast with Potter, on a Sunday, in his home, practically naked! Well, too late for that, he thought as Potter stepped into the dining room, put down the bags and murmured a spell. A whole bunch of tableware came flying from the kitchen and placed itself neatly on the table.

“Please, make yourself at home,” Draco muttered sarcastically as the bags started to unpack themselves.

“I would, if you tell me where the coffee machine is,” Potter grinned, shrugging off his coat. “You do have a coffee machine, right?”

Draco rolled his eyes and wordlessly stomped off into the kitchen. Potter followed him, which was, in Draco’s opinion, highly unnecessary.

It was weird, having Potter in his kitchen. He seemed to share the sentiment. At least he started fidgeting with his jumper while peering at Draco from under his lashes. Correction, he was peering at Draco’s bare legs. Draco coughed quietly, trying not to feel too flustered.

“Huh, you haven’t changed anything,” Potter said, looking around.

“What?”

“Oh, I don’t know, I somehow expected you to—Nevermind.”

Draco flicked his wand to get the coffee machine going and narrowed his eyes at Potter.

“You’ve never been in my kitchen.”

“Actually, I have,” Potter said. “I was part of the Auror team that, err, made sure this place was, err, safe to live in. You know, after your trial.”

“I didn’t know that,” Draco said, taken aback. Huh. Maybe that would explain why Potter had waltzed in here without even batting an eyelash. Draco would have thought he would be more…traumatised by the Manor. Draco still was. Sometimes. “But you were barely training to be an Auror then.”

“Yeah, well…” Potter shrugged. “Robards thought it might be a good idea for me to tag along. I wasn’t dying to get back in here but it was almost therapeutic, getting rid of all the dark magic that was still lingering in the corners, so to speak.”

“I see,” Draco said flatly. Potter seemed to catch his irritation.

“I thought about telling you,” he said.

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