_____________<br/><br/>Harry had spent the day in the kitchen, allowing Malfoy to retreat to the study without a comment. Harry had figured Malfoy would, in time, let him know if he were needed or wanted, and he understood they could both do with the space it allowed for. It had, however, been exasperatingly boring, constantly having to suppress the urges to go exploring in the Manor, wanting to at least offer Malfoy that courtesy. Instead, Harry had had a bucketful of milk tea.<br/>It had been 4 hours by the time his ministry issue Tawny owl pecked at the kitchen window with the first few return envelopes. Harry had depended on Coote’s help to let her in, awkwardly aware of the Manor’s wards and careful not to activate any in the process of opening the window. Only an hour after that, the Floo lit green and another bundle of envelopes were tossed through, undoubtedly delivered to Grimmauld by owl and redirected by Kreacher. Along with the ministry envelopes was a rough note that said a chest with a change of clothes would arrive to the<span style="font-style: italic">esteemed Malfoy Manor</span>before nightfall. Harry credited that ingrained sense of awe in the house elf for the speedy reaction.<br/>Every expected file in hand, Harry set about finding Malfoy. It was approaching lunch time, and Harry hoped that the timing would work in his favour, not too keen on interrupting Malfoy’s work anymore than necessary. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach, Harry figured the best way to avoid fostering a sense of animosity was to stay out of Malfoy’s way whenever possible.<br/>He knocked on the study door regardless, finally feeling like he had something to offer Malfoy that warranted the interruption.