Draco hadn't thought about it in terms of people the castle felt were significant. That was as plausible a theory as any, and he nodded slowly.
"That makes sense. It's not practical, at all, but it makes sense. Not that I'd ever expect this castle to run on logic."
There was something about the way that Potters eyes darkened that was intensely frightening, and intensely hot. Stupid Potter and his stupid face.
"That's a good place to start, yeah. I can go to the manor. Though we ought to go in teams, since we have no idea what could be waiting there for us. The peacocks have likely gone feral. I wonder if peacock tastes like chicken."