By the beginning of the following week, she had a plan. It was risky, of course, and just as likely to fail as not, but if it worked, they would be  free. Draco, though, would be the key, and her heart clenched at how much danger she’d be putting him in. An  Avada  only took seconds, after all. Still, as she looked over at him, watching a piece of hair fall over his forehead as he worked on a new potion, she knew she had to at least give him the option, if he was serious about wanting a future with her.