Draco took the wand, brow knitting as he realized it wasn't Harry's wand. He held it out, feeling the balance of it, the length. A quick swish established that it was flexible, the tip flicking sharply at the motion. "Willow, I think," he murmured. "Perhaps best for Charms, with the flexibility."
He looked at Harry, both eyebrows arched. "Is it mine to keep?"