She knew he hadn’t gone far, the icy tingle of his magic still coated her skin like a silk robe. He had waited for her at the elevators, likely having never pressed the call button. She didn’t know to what extent they were being observed, but surely if their office had been monitored, so was this hallway. She stepped up next to him, leaning across from him she pressed the button on the elevator the slightest shake of her head as he began to open his mouth. It closed as quickly as it had opened. Her cell phone was unlikely to work in the ministry, the high concentration of magical energy interfering with the signals needed for the muggle communication. But Draco Malfoy was an exceedingly smart man.