"Well I don’t know about you, but I haven’t done anything particularly controversial recently so I suppose we can presume we’re not about to be raked over the coals for something," he held out his arm, palm open and gesturing to the lifts, "After you," they walked side by side; Draco produced his wand and with a twirl and conjured a replacement cup of coffee - Harry wrinkled his nose, "Ah thank you but no, I always find conjured coffee gives me heartburn," he admitted, rubbing his chest as if in sympathy for past pain.