__<br/><br/>They had each had a cup of tea to steady their nerves but otherwise, the study had once again grown quiet, not even broke up by the sound of porcelain shifting anymore. Malfoy had delved head first into quantifying Harry’s signature into something comprehensive and comparable; Harry, who had been struck by exhaustion once he took a seat, had watched him work for a while, having found it difficult to just resume his work as if magic hadn't just been pulled out of his bloodstream.<br/>Harry’s attention had drifted in an out of the room; over the course of the two hours following the extraction, Harry had begun an extended resource request for a Cursebreaker to oversee the re-mapping of the house at Towthorpe. The thought of having Aurors back at Towthorpe without any clear sense of direction had Harry on edge, eyes continuously drifting back to Malfoy’s hunched over shoulders. A mapping could be carried out at a safe distance, but Harry had once again stalled, the request still unfinished in front of him, considering whether or not he could postpone it until Malfoy was able to give a conclusive diagnose on what had latched onto Harry.<br/>His eyes had been aimlessly out the window when he recognized the familiar shape of an owl in flight. Even at a distance, Harry could tell she was carrying a parcel.<br/>"Malfoy," Harry said, purposelessly but instinctively. He had already gotten out of his chair, once again opening the window in anticipation of the owl. "Looks like you got lucky."