It was a lot to take in and as Draco turned to properly face the house, he took a moment to take a deep breath and prioritise the list of spells that had slowly, but surely, been piling up in his head. He wanted to do both Harry and Buchannan proud, wanting to prove that there was a reason that he was there and that he wasn’t just some kind of pet project, trying to show the terrorist the proper way in life or whatever.<br/>With a level of determination that he had forgotten he possessed, knowing that it came from being deeply competitive, a side of him that he hadn’t had a chance to nurture for years, Draco’s hands started moving as he muttered words that were well known to him.<br/>While he had done a lot of practical research at the manor, most of it had been on smaller objects and he was having to rethink his process now that it was an entire house. He found that it came remarkably easy to him though, perhaps having spent more time thinking about what he would do if they’d let him than he had initially let on.<br/>Unsurprisingly, the house lit up, specifically the front door, but that wasn’t really something that Draco hadn’t expected.<br/>When no new insights came from that from the outside, Draco made the move to go inside the house, feeling certain that that would be were his answers would be.