Theo glanced around the room and nudged Draco lightly in the ribs with his elbow. He turned to see what had caught his attention,  a pensieve. Draco understood Theo's thoughts without using occlumency - there was no good way to say what he needed to. The Slytherin way out of this was to let him hear the words straight from The Dark Lords mouth as Draco remembered it. "Sir, it might be easier for me to  show  you." He flicked his head towards the pensieve which was emanating the bright blue glow he saw in the office when they first entered.