Despite the very obvious invitation, Draco still couldn’t help but feel like he was intruding on something he wasn’t allowed to actually be a part of. It seemed far too official to be entering the tent, even with the pin still gleaming from his collar.<br/>He still followed Paul inside, deeply thankful for the praise and the attempts of getting him to talk.<br/>“Busy, mostly,” Draco admitted, knowing that Paul hadn’t actually seen a lot of work from him lately, but that didn’t mean that he hadn’t been doing said work.<br/>“I am not gonna lie, I am a little anxious to see if any of my theories hold up out here,” he stated as the flap to the tent closed behind him, finding that he was in a better place to admit his insecurities with less prying eyes on him. He knew that what he was suggesting was ludicrous and anyone who knew just half of what Draco knew would likely be more tempted to just throw them all away.<br/>“Glad that you even want me here,” he added, knowing that it likely had been mostly Harry’s decision, but he felt certain that Paul also was okay with him being here.