"I can see where your mind is going, and you need to stop right now." Draco looked up as Theo came up in front of him with a plate of cookies. Hermione’s cookies. She always made the pair a batch, since they both had a sweet tooth but had nearly burnt down their home on several different occasions trying to do it themselves. "She is not dead, Draco. No one would be stupid enough to do that." Draco looked at his friend and tried to have the confidence Theoseemed to in his words. But his father’s words spiralled through his mind and he was left with nothing but dread. "Come on, let’s talk about it. What did Lucius say?" They moved to the living room and sat down. Draco shook his head when Theo offered the plate to him again and stared at the fireplace.