If he could look her in the eyes, she'd see the confusion painted all over his face. But instead, he noticed Draco leaning in the doorframe, hands casually toying with something in his pockets. Theo released a deep sigh; a sigh that made his insides twist and burn, but a relieved sigh nonetheless. He’d told himself he never wanted Draco to witness this but deep, deep down Theo was terrified Draco wouldn't be here for his final moments. They were all here because of  him, weren't they?