Harry opened the door, unsurprised to find Malfoy at his desk. It wasn’t immediately comforting, however, how quickly the other man appeared overworked. It suddenly made Harry doubt immensely that Malfoy had just woken up when he had joined Harry for breakfast.<br/>"I’ve got some mail for you," Harry said, quickly wanting to justify his interruption. Even with the enchanted envelopes the ministry used to compact large files, Harry still held 5 in his hands, amounting to a considerable stack when he lifted them to his eyelevel.<br/>He didn’t pause for any further invitation, shutting the door behind him and approaching Malfoy at the desk. His eyes had dipped, flipping through the envelopes to find the two that had arrived from Admin.<br/>Harry offered them to Malfoy.<br/>"A contract for consulting work on behalf of the DMLE, and the form for you to be added to payroll."<br/>For a moment, there was a clear sense of muscle memory in Harry’s reaction, having to actively suppress the instinct to sit down in a visitor’s chair that wasn’t there. It really shouldn’t have surprised Harry that Malfoy hadn’t decorated his study for the purpose of entertaining.<br/>It stalled Harry’s train of thoughts, instead making him glance around the room.<br/>"May I?" he asked, referring to the armchair tucked away between two other workspaces.