The tension was thick in the air between them as the latch finally opened, a soft pop from the stagnant air and possibly residual magic that had been trapped down there for so many years. It took everything in Draco to not just storm forwards, keen to see what was actually hiding underneath, but he had managed to compose himself enough to realise that this was a ministry matter and while he technically<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>work for the ministry, he was mostly there due to other people’s good will.<br/>That didn’t stop him from edging slightly forward, stretching to see if maybe he could catch a glance of whatever had been hidden down there. It had to be something pretty severe, otherwise Draco couldn’t see why the Death Eaters would have bothered to hide it to such an extent.<br/>“Anyone see anything?” He found himself asking without thinking, too curious not to.