Alone, Draco took the opportunity to stare openly at the office he had found himself in once again. When he’d been here at the end of the previous term, he had more important things to consider than the trinkets that decorated the office. His eyes lingered for a moment on the Sorting Hat, and then on the display cabinet that held the Sword of Gryffindor. He was amazed the sword wasn’t on their list of items to be destroyed - perhaps the Dark Lord had simply never had an opportunity to transform it into a Horxcrux. It would have certainly completed his collection.