As Draco reached out to accept the map, Draco’s fingers brushed against Potter’s, once again realising just how cold he was. Not thinking too much about the action, Draco moved his hand on top of Potter’s to keep it still, as he moved his other hand up to rest against Potter’s wrist to feel his pulse.<br/>A soft frown seemed to have taken permanent residence on Draco’s forehead, as he registered that Potter’s pulse seemed to be completely normal, despite the freezing temperature that he seemed to constantly be. It was weird and Draco still didn’t quite know what to think of it.<br/>Instead, he simply retracted both of his hands again, taking the map with him this time to take a proper look at what Potter had been telling him about for so long. He didn’t know what he had expected upon seeing the house, maybe an epiphany or something, but nothing realise seemed to come to him. It was an overall weird case.<br/>“Nothing seems odd here,” Draco agreed as he took in the house, unable to see anything that was out of the ordinary.