The spell required most of Draco’s concentration, once again not at all keen on accidentally doing the saviour of the wizarding world any harm. It was difficult enough for him to live with the burden he did, so he didn’t need to add further to it.<br/>However, once Potter started asking him things about the process, he felt like he had to answer them as well. It wasn’t a big deal after all and nothing he did was inherently secret.<br/>“I am testing the severity of the magic,” Draco stated, just as the blue light switched to a beautiful golden colour.<br/>It immediately filled Draco with a sense of dread and panic, waving his wand to dispel the spell and then went to his notebook. This was really bad, especially considering just how close it was to Potter’s heart, but Draco felt certain that he would be able to at least stabilise it.<br/>“<span style="font-style: italic">Merde</span>,” Draco muttered, quill frantically scratching over his notebook as he tried to draw conclusions. It was infuriatingly difficult and Draco felt furious that no one at St. Mungos, nor the ministry, would have caught such severe dark magic in their star auror.