"Laying low," Harry said immediately, "and recruiting those sympathetic to his cause - blood purists - and blackmailing those who aren’t. A little circle of fear and terror. Plus other marginalised groups - werewolves and goblins and giants," without seeming to move a muscle, Draco’s hand was suddenly gripping his knee tightly, and he was eyeing him intensely - it occurred to Harry abruptly that he almost certainly wouldn’t have used the word "marginalised’ when he was fifteen - he continued anyway, "and he’s probably trying to learn - to understand what happened when he killed my parents so it never happens again," something dawned on Harry, and it was like finding a treasured family heirloom you’d forgotten you’d lost in the first place: the prophesy, "he’s searching for information," he finished quietly, running out of steam abruptly- how could he have forgotten about the prophesy?