Draco knew that his questions tended to be terribly vague at times, yet Potter seemed to always at least attempt to answer them. It was something that he appreciated more and more, realising just how wrong this could have gotten for them.<br/>Still, Draco scribbled down everything that Potter was saying to him, using very little time in translating it into french, even if it likely seemed silly. It was the way that Draco preferred to keep his notes though, so it seemed more silly to suddenly stop doing it.<br/>The fact that they were first war houses was interesting to Draco, mostly because he felt more removed from the magic and the horrors of the first war, but also because it fit poorly with the hypothesis he had so far. It forced him to rethink som things, but he felt certain that he was going to make it all fit together somehow. It was only a matter of time.<br/>“Yes,” Draco stated, looking up at Potter again, not wanting to discourage him from speaking and thinking about the two houses. “And with both you experiences vertigo like the floor disappearing from underneath you?”