After making a complete circuit around the pond, Blaise stopped, staring into the distance. He didn't want to test his suspicion. Didn't want to give up that ground. But knew he had to. A last ditch effort to get her to come back to herself. He sighed heavily and marched with new purpose back into the Manor, heading for the reception room. He ignored Theo's curious head tilt, ignored Daisy's admonishment as he tracked water through the house, ignored everything as he grabbed a handful of Floo powder, chucked it into the hearth, and stepped in. Over his cry of "Malfoy Manor" he clearly heard Theo, who had followed him into the reception room, say with no small bit of worry, "that'll go well." The flames whooshed him away and, several seconds later, he spun out into Draco's own (empty) reception room.