"I watched you at Hogwarts. He called you names and yet you started to grow towards each other. I watched as he stopped the name calling and started with the teasing smiles in class, the secret looks at each other. Eventually I noticed it in your homework, it sounded similar, like you were working together. Narcissa started to talk about you during the summer, about a girl and Draco couldn’t stop talking about her. She didn’t know who you were but she told me that she would never stand in the way of love. You have no idea how much my heart broke when I saw you on that table, scared and yet so brave. I can still hear your screams, it still haunts me in my dreams, I couldn’t do anything so I told her, asked her help and she did, without a question. You became a Death Eater because of him and yet your love grew. I don’t want to catch you two again, but I saw how protective he became of you. I told him to stay away from you, that it was better for you and him, but he got angry and told me if I am so shallow to not look past someone’s blood status he is ashamed to be my godson," he chuckles, but I can see the tears in his eyes.