It wasn’t that Draco had been unaware of the fact that Potter was used to getting his way, probably rarely having to ask most of the time; however, his tone still caught Draco off guard, realising just how frustrating it would have to be that he had so little concrete to offer Potter.<br/>“Well, it means that something has fundamentally changed about your magic,” he stated, trying very hard to collect the thoughts that were flitting around in his head. There were a lot of them, his head running at a hundred miles per hour, trying to get anything to make sense. However, Draco was really trying to get it all to make enough sense to explain to Potter.<br/>“I wish I had more copies of your signature, such that I could see if it was something sudden or something that has been happening over time,” he started, knowing that that was impossible, but if Potter wanted to hear his thoughts, he was going to get his thoughts.<br/>“But<span style="font-style: italic">something</span>has clearly gotten stuck to your magic, something dark enough to change your signature so severely that wards don’t recognise you, and that combined with the magic circling your heart makes me believe that something very dangerous is going on and I think that your life may be in danger if I don’t do something quick.”