Once Harry got into sight, Draco almost lost his line of thought, having almost forgotten that Harry was actually present and not just a phantom touch to his hair. It was nice to have confirmed in a way, liking to know that he wasn’t actually alone with the work that was threatening to swallow him whole.<br/>“Not that I know of,” Draco stated, his eyes returning to his notes once more, but his gaze was less focused now and he seemed to zone out more. He could feel the exhaustion settle in his his bones, but he also knew that now wasn’t the time to rest.<br/>“They seem very volatile, but it doesn’t seem like they have been hexed with a purpose,” Draco explained, liking to be able to keep answering questions, not wanting to think too much about how to explain things to Harry.