_________________________________<br/><br/>It had been a weird couple of days, to say the least. Yesterday, Harry had half expected to hear from Draco, but now, on the second day of silence, Harry was kind of in the middle of accepting that that might not happen. While Harry had spend yesterday with Teddy at the Burrow, trying to get his mind off of the bugging feeling of regret Draco had left him with, he didn't have a choice but to come to work today.<br/>It had taken a while for Harry to get his thoughts back on a track where he could actually focus enough to get work done, well aware of the fact that he had to read some forms and appeals Hermione had written, and sign those he consented to. Too distracted to bother, he had earlier this morning suggested that they meet for lunch where he'd bring them to her. This had effectively given him a tangible and rather urgent deadline, and Harry was by 11 (three hours into his work day) about halfway through the first stack of papers, as he comfortably leant back in his desk chair.