Draco was roaming the room of requirements, having just followed Potter, Weasley and Granger here. He had his mother's wand in hand, not quite remembering what happened to his all, but Bellatrix had told him that Potter had taken it from him, when he escaped the castle, and he desperately wanted it back.<br/>He turned a corner, and spotted Potter standing there, fighting against the rubble. He snorted.<br/>"I would like my want back, Potter" he snapped, not really finding anything about this situation amusing. He really needed his wand back, because while his mother had a fairly decent wand, then it would never be the same as his own. He just didn't feel as connected to this wand as he had to his own, and it was even worse when he knew that it was Potter who was in possession of it.