As Draco appeared by his side, Harry’s eyes inevitably sought him out with an almost restless desperation, more information to be found in Draco’s expression than in the door ahead of him.<br/>The sliver of blue light emitting from beneath the door uplit Draco’s features, adding a severity to the scene that made Harry’s stomach turn. There was such familiarity in Draco’s presence, but not here, not while feeling this on edge, and Harry’s mind muddled with memories they hadn’t actually shared.<br/>“Does it show?” he asked, turning to look over top his shoulder at Buchannan who had followed Draco, Connor and Laura backlit on the stairs behind him, their expressions lost to him.<br/>There wasn’t many expectations in Harry’s voice, bracing himself for the worst. Last time, a curse had escaped the Cursebreakers’ scans, and there was no telling whether or not that was bound to repeat itself.<br/>Harry’s eye flickered back to Draco, but the question was directed to everybody present. ‘“Anything?”