The day had passed mostly in a blur, Draco constantly moving between being absolutely fascinated about what was going on and having to show exactly why he was there. It was safe to say that he felt disappointed that nothing he had tried out seemed to yield different results, but it didn’t really seem to disappoint anyone on the team.<br/>While Buchannan and Harry had left to handle some urgent business, Draco had made peace with the silence that fell upon himself and Connor. Thus, it surprised him when she suddenly spoke up, making his head turn to her to properly take in what she was saying.<br/>It was only when she mentioned Slytherins that the faintest flicker of recollection passed over Draco’s features.<br/>He had never taken much note of the people in the years beneath him, but he did recall having seen her around the common room.<br/>“Yeah, I imagine,” he said with a soft smile, his right hand finding his opposite forearm in an attempt to stop it from fidgeting.<br/>“You made it though,” he observed, feeling fairly certain that Connor had been a couple of years under him and indeed had been in Slytherin house. “Glad to see that things are changing.”