Even the suggestion itself made Harry’s expression close off, brows furrowing in utter miscomprehension.<br/>What Malfoy was suggesting was entirely ludicrous, something that Harry had half a mind to remind him; he might as well have suggested that Harry’s fingerprints had changed. With a decade of experience, Harry had decidedly never heard of that happening.<br/>There was some annoyance in his expression, as if he was disappointed with the point Malfoy’s train of thought had led them to. Harry did part his lips to speak on it, wanting to dismiss that as even being a possibility at all, but, against all odds, he reconsidered.<br/>He clenched his jaw, watching Malfoy’s restless fidgeting; by any definition, he seemed like he was well aware of how far fetched the suggestion was. It made Harry’s stomach turn, a cold sense of dread settling in the pit of it.<br/>"I’ll send an owl to registration for it," he eventually caved without any spoken conflict. The tension remained in his voice, professionally disagreeing with the lead Malfoy had picked up on but having enough insights to know it wasn’t really Harry’s field either. It annoyed him just about as much as it worried him that Malfoy might be right, seeing how Malfoy could have come to that conclusion.<br/>Harry took a step to the side, to the direction of his own desk, but his eyes remained on Malfoy in an unnecessary challenge, as if asking for permission, if there was anything else he’d like to add. Having agreed to provide Malfoy with the material he asked for, Harry allowed himself a too-pointed question. "What’re you even basing this on?"