While it hadn’t been why Harry had asked the question, the notion that this room had to be separately warded to protect the surrounding rooms made him send a sideways glance towards Malfoy, a suppressed urge to comment on its safety.<br/>The instincts was brief, however, quick to dismiss it with a shake of his head.<br/>"Whatever," he muttered, restlessly moving to wipe his hand again, only to find that the soot had disappeared from both his hands and trousers. Some of the irritation had deflated at the composure of Malfoy’s reply. "Should open to my signature, anyway, not the wards."<br/>Harry glanced a brief look around, feeling at least responsible that there were no live embers left scattered about the office; upon finding none, he turned to return to his desk. "I’ll have them resend it."