Harry wrote a rough request with even rougher script; it had been years since he had handwritten this much, usually preferring to dictate correspondence whenever possible. He, at least, had been able to practice his quick-dry spell work.<br/>His eyes lifted towards Malfoy when the other responded, though it was clear that his attention was fractured, folding the parchment paper.<br/>"You are aware that I passed through my Floo without issue Monday morning," Harry stated, leaning back into the chair to eye Malfoy has he spoke. His hands were still fidgeting with the paper, packing it into the envelope.<br/>Harry hadn’t spoken with the intention to yield Malfoy’s hypothesis but to challenge it before blindly acting on it; Harry wasn’t sure Malfoy even realized just how narrow a timeframe that left him. They hadn’t discussed it, only because Harry thought it to be self-explanatory; while he kept referring to Towthorpe as a possible source, Harry hadn’t experienced any adverse symptoms until quite recently.<br/>Harry’s brows quirked, awaiting Malfoy’s defence before sealing the envelope.