When Draco didn’t say anything and just kept his gaze on Theo, the other wizard threw his hands up in the air in frustration. "She couldn’t wait to move out of the house when I lived there, but now that I’m gone–" Theo cut himself off, throwing himself into a wingback chair positioned near the fireplace. His head dropped into his hands as his body began to tremble with the emotions that were warring within him. He ran his fingers through his brown curls, messing them up even more than usual.