Everything about Draco softened when he heard Theodore's voice. He looked up, his eyes running gently over Theodore. He smiled.
"It's ok, thank you. I was only in the mind for some cheese," he replied, piecing his sandwich back together so that his surroundings looked a little less threatening. "Would you care to join me?"
He felt more relaxed around Theodore. Theodore, he knew, would let him be himself. "I was just feeling a little tense. The sandwich was my victim I'm afraid."