Draco nodded and watched as Potter's mouth twitched, almost like he was fighting a frown. But the man sat back, face carefully blank, making a swirling gesture with his hand that, after a moment, brought a jug of juice and a bottle of Ogden's floating merrily into the room. Another, similar gesture and several glasses appeared on the table between them. Draco leaned forward, pouring a small measure of the Ogden's, not missing the twitch in Potter's hands as the man noted Draco's choice. Draco could almost see the thoughts floating around his head and almost, almost, managed a smile. But not quite.