Harry barely heard what Draco said beyond urging Harry to go into isolation. At no point during his stay at the Manor had isolation been brought up as a viable option, and frankly, it surprised him that Draco would even suggest it. It was hard not to feel like they were back at square one, what little progress they had made over the course of the last two months seemingly insignificant.<br/>“I thought the whole point of not going to St. Mungo’s was avoiding observation rooms,” he muttered, unamused.<br/>Rationally, what Harry felt was frustration, but his irritation had already deflated, and above everything else he felt exhausted. It felt like they were going off on a useless tangent; after all, it didn’t<span style="font-style: italic">matter</span>whether or not Harry could even wield Draco’s wand.<br/>Restlessly, Harry shifted his stance, already growing antsy at the prospect.<br/>“For how long?”