When Malfoy unprompted offered his help, Harry couldn’t help but feel like he had been a disturbance despite his best efforts not to. It caught him off guard, feeling too visible and out of place; awkwardly, Harry nodded in understanding, hesitant to break the silence of the room.<br/>As Harry approached the table Malfoy had pointed out to him, Harry saw the bundle of letters awaiting him, some tied together with string he recognized from Grimmauld. He struggled to understand at what ungodly hour they had been mailed to him for them to be at the Manor before 8.<br/>Without taking a seat, Harry undid the tie, flipping through the 12 letters of the bundle until he came across what had to be the diagnostics from his Floo. He broke the seal, the file expanding when he opened the folder within.<br/>The paper was rather concise, stating that no issues had been detected despite rigorous testing. The Auror in charge of assuring the security of the wards had, among other ways, tested the connection using the copy of Harry’s magical signature they had on file. On that basis, the conclusion was the fireplace hadn’t been tampered with, neither generally nor to react specifically to Harry and his magic.<br/>While Harry knew that the work was solid and according to protocol, the paper left him feeling unresolved without any real reason as to why. He flipped through the sheets, seeing that the next few detailed the results of the tests along with the movements to and from that fireplace. Harry stalled, looking over his own steps ink on paper; he thought them to be a lifetime away.<br/>"They sent over the diagnostics from the Floo," Harry stated, finally breaking the heavy silence of the room.<br/>He turned, eyes still on the paper, as he approached Malfoy’s desk. It was only when Harry offered Malfoy the folder that his eyes found the blond. "Whatever it was they haven’t been able to recreate it, and there’s nothing out of the ordinary on record."<br/>Harry didn’t linger in Malfoy’s proximity, still mentally processing the results of the test. He had already turned back towards his own desk, making his voice sound off handed.<br/>He sat down at the desk chair with a huff, finding that Malfoy was perfectly in his sight. Harry was quick to turn his attention on the remaining letters. "It was in The Prophet, too."