Draco's fork was halfway to his mouth when she confronted him in the kitchen. Enjoying a late breakfast, he probably wasn't expecting to get called out on his duplicity by his houseguest. He wasn't able to deny her accusation. Try as hard as he might, he couldn't hide the guilt on his face from her. Too much time alone tracking dulled his deceptive talents. Or maybe she was just that good at uncovering them. It had been her career after all.