Draco clenched his shirt into his fist above his chest , hoping to relieve the pain of his restless heart. "I knew that confirming who they were would bring my family back into the good graces of the Dark Lord. My mother recognised them the moment they were brought into the room. When I refused to confirm it was Potter, she broke down my mental shields. She realised I cared for Hermione as a friend, and in my mother’s opinion, even more than that. Nobody noticed her giving commands to Daisy to get Dobby for help. The moment... Lestrange... saw the sword, everything turned into chaos."