Hannah had circled the topic, and with it, Malfoy himself, for the better part of the day. They had done their work in tandem, Hannah still considered a trainee on the case and Malfoy confident in his work but seemingly a lost cause when it came to protocol.<br/>It had been nice, finding that it offered a sense of kinship she rarely got to experience anymore.<br/>As they were packing up, Hannah picked at her kit, procrastinating packing up to a point where it would no longer justify her lingering about. Malfoy was at the workspace next over, and her eyes kept finding him.<br/>“Good job,” Hannah eventually managed, feeling the compliment grow thick and awkward in her throat. There were two desks-widths between them, and still Hannah felt ungrounded, restlessly picking at her wand. “This whole week.”