Outwardly, Malfoy had been the epitome of calm, cool, and collected. That is if one could ignore the waves of icy magic rolling off the man’s body in abundance, stifling the breathability of the air in any room he was in. Harry wasn’t naive enough to believe that Malfoy would have the courtesy to inform him before he went marching off into the unknown. So he’d had the common sense to put a tracking spell on him before he’d disappeared back into his flat again. 