Theo doesn’t ask any questions, just pulls Draco in for a hug and then leaves the room. Draco lets himself think for a moment of what it would be like to go back to Twelve Grimmauld now, to walk in the front door and see her standing there. To – maybe? – take her in his arms and finally tell her, to kiss her, and to hold onto her for as long as she’d let him. Then he reminds himself that his work here at Malfoy Manor remains undone as long as Voldemort is alive, and that his job is to do his part in making the wizarding world a place where a member of the Sacred Twenty-Eight can marry a Muggleborn and nobody can stop them.