_<br/><br/>Surprising even to himself, Harry had managed to skim through the two casefiles in a matter of a few hours, both he and Malfoy having worked quietly and concentrated. Some parts Harry had glossed over, absentmindedly pulling the feather of his quill through his fingers. While reading other paragraphs he had taken rough notes on the scrap piece of parchment, annotating the page and section of the original to revisit it.<br/>One of the cases had proved irrelevant, but the second he thought Malfoy might find relevant. He picked that file aside, tossing the other at a near by surface to start a dismissed return file.<br/>"I’m calling it for tonight," Harry said, his voice tight with both sleep and disuse. Though relevant, it would have to wait until the morning.<br/>He stood up, movements lazy and stiff. Having finally looked up from the parchment, exhaustion made his field of vision blurry, even though he was still wearing his glasses. Harry blinked, now able to see the face of the clock on a shelf across the room; half past 3 in the morning.