While Draco didn’t have much patience for the tone that Potter was taking with him, he did know that Potter deserved to get an answer, but he also knew that he needed to write his thoughts down before he lost his train of thought. He wasn’t used to having to explain his process to anyone and he could already tell that that was likely going to frustrate him, but he also knew that there was no way around it, not if he wanted to keep studying Potter.<br/>“Sorry,” he stated, not looking up from his notes were he was writing frantically, though keeping his script tight and neat. There was no point in taking any notes at all unless he would be able to read them again later.<br/>“Force of habit,” he added, as he finally put the quill down and looked up at Potter again. While the light had gone out, Draco could still see the phantom of it, remembering just how bright it was and just how that made him feel sick to his stomach. He hadn’t seen a reaction quite like that since...<br/>“You have caught yourself a very severe kind of dark magic,” he stated in the same tone that one would discuss the weather, not wanting to alarm Potter, but he knew that it was very bad and that he was probably going to have to work a lot faster than he had originally thought that he would have to.<br/>“I have no more tests for tonight, but this is very serious.”