___________________<br/><br/>Even thought it was barely past Teddy's bedtime, Harry had already found himself in bed. He had, however, quickly found himself regretting the decision, when an owl pecked at his living room window just as he excited the bathroom.<br/>He had taken the arrest report in bed with him, skimming through what felt like an endless roll of parchment. With it had come a note to read it before his meeting first thing in the morning, to evaluate whether or not the man could legally be kept in custody. As Harry shifted his position into a more upright seated one, needing to unravel more writing, he figured that he should have read it at the table; but, through he open door he could hear Draco puttering about, and Harry had no intention of treating the report as an actual work load. He knew himself well enough to know that he'd drop the scroll the minute Draco joined him in bed.