"Are you okay?" he cried, his voice echoing back at him loudly. He saw Draco nod, surprised to find that he wasn’t coughing up a lung in the face of all of the smoke that was surrounding him. Though now that Harry looked closer, he realised that the smoke was beginning to be sucked back into the cup, faster and faster until the smoke in the corners of the room had been reabsorbed by the golden cup.