The odds that Draco might be a better Occlumens than Snape were incredibly slim, but Harry nodded anyway. There was no point in insulting the man who'd be sifting through his memories in a few short moments.
And that was the question, wasn't it? It wasn't as though you could just purchase a new, unregistered wand anymore. It wasn't as though there were snatchers about whose wands you could just appropriate in the name of self-defense. Harry couldn't remember what Ron had done with those Snatchers' wands, so that point was completely and utterly moot.
There was only one other wand.
Harry almost held his breath as he pulled out his own wand and handed it to Draco. Handing another your wand always required a great deal of trust, but given the current political climate, it did even more so. "Use mine." He supposed he would have to trust Draco, after all. Even if handing the man his wand made him decidedly nauseous.