Harry didn’t rush. His steps were measured and chosen carefully as they ventured deeper into the mass in front of them, like they were journeying to the centre of the earth with every step forward. Harry’s eyes trailed across the treasures and junk alike on either side of them - chests and statues and luggage and bookcases and mirrors. Harry was intensely curious about the history behind each item, but he kept moving forwards to the item he was most interested in. The one he and Draco had to find a way to destroy, no matter the cost.