Despite yet another gentle morning with Draco, Harry quickly found himself tensing up the longer they spent at Towthorpe, made uneasy by their lack of progress. He had had the impression that Buchannan found him reckless in his urgency, but the case had dragged for close to a year, and Harry’s nerves were worn thin.<br/>So, it was a pleasant surprise when Buchannan unprompted offered Draco the possibility of doing exactly what Harry had dragged him out of the Manor to do, weeks ago.<br/>When Draco pressed for a confirmation, Harry saw Buchannan turn to him. While it was Buchannan’s protocol to break, Draco was still Harry’s employee, and only barely out of Ministry suspicion. Buchannan had done right in directing the question to Harry, though frankly, Harry had a vested interest in seeing Draco succeed, and little patience for the slow progress the Ministry had done at Towthorpe.<br/>“Go ahead,” he encouraged without hesitation, the furrow leaving his brow as soon as his attention returned onto Draco. Something flickered across his expression, a smile that wasn’t allowed proper footing among professional peers.<br/>“That's why you’re here.”