Once again, the sudden difference in how Draco had gotten accustomed to be around Harry and the way he felt that he should act around ministry professionals was giving him vertigo. He knew that it was a necessity for him to be able to do the work he was contracted to, but he so wanted to go back to the manor and just be the two of them again.<br/>“It’s unicorn hair,” Draco said, knowing the qualifications of his wand by heart, especially the core. It had been something that had always been somewhat of a sore topic for him, most other Death Eaters had either dragon heartstring or phoenix feather, both of which were much better suited for dark magic.<br/>In a way, it was better for Draco’s area of study that his wand didn’t take to dark magic very easily, but it had been a point of frustration for him as a teenager.