Then... then they could talk. Harry would apologise (it was only now that he realised, he hadn’t), and he’d listen. He’d let Draco make whatever plan he liked to try and save him, if that’s what he wanted. He supposed, even if they killed Voldemort while Harry was still acting as the host to a fragment of his soul, he would at the very least be out of power for perhaps another decade. That was plenty of time to try and figure out a plan.