Draco had been carefully watching Harry as he handled his wand, wanting to make absolutely sure that he did nothing different from the times he had been handling his own.<br/>Just as Draco had suspected, Harry was almost clinical in the way he used the wand, seemingly slightly reluctant to use Draco’s, however not that much different from when he had been handling his own.<br/>That was also why the backfiring seemed like such a defeat to Draco.<br/>There was no explanation as to why it should backfire in such a way, no indication given as to why Draco’s wand seemed to dislike Harry so much, and Draco found himself intrigued. He knew that something was wrong and he desperately needed to figure it what.<br/>Hurrying over to be by Harry’s side, Draco took the wand away from him, surprised that he hadn’t simply tossed it across the room, when it clearly had caused him a lot of pain.<br/>“Thank you,” Draco muttered softly, thanking Harry both for saving his wand, for indulging him and also for trusting him with this. It meant a lot to Draco that Harry could keep trusting him in this way and it always made him feel more at ease with what they were doing.<br/>“I’m so sorry, but I had to be sure.”