"Good morning," Draco said in greeting as Theo walked into the dining room. "May I say you look horrible? I'd suggest sleep if you'd listen. Waking up before eleven on the weekend is barbaric in case you didn't know." Of course, he was still at the club at five in the morning, and would be home in time to feed Scorpius before going to bed as the sun came up.
"Have a seat, Theo. Eat something. The house elves are starting to wonder if they have forgotten how to cook since you barely touch anything." Of course Draco had made sure that they kept an eye on Theo.