It was deeply frustrating to Draco that he just didn’t seem to be able to get his footing back in their conversation, constantly feeling like he was messing up.<br/>It was a lot easier to just start moving his hands, softly muttering the incantation that he had practiced to death. He knew how to do this spell, even if it was new to him and came with modifications, but it still required a lot of work from him, so he wanted to start concentrated.<br/>At first, Draco did his best to not stare too much at Potter’s chest, not wanting to get distracted by anything while he was doing this. Soon thought, it just became a backdrop for his spell, barely even recognising Potter’s chest as a part of his body and more an actual object that he was trying to run diagnostics on.<br/>It was easier to think of it that way.