"Draco, my dear boy. I believe you have information you wish to share with us." A cold and pale hand clamped down on his shoulder and Draco fought every instinct in his body to not recoil or push it from him. Blinking slowly, he prepared himself as he raised his head and looked into the sliver of red eyes that bore into his very soul and he felt like someone had taken a fire poker to rummage around his brain with too much force.