"You can’t tell anyone, please, I beg. Not only for me, but also for my Father and just think about Draco. I won’t marry him and it will keep your line pure, I promise you. I need the black rose, see it as a safety plan. If things start to go downhill, just kill me and he will follow me, the rose will bind us. It is something I can do, but I can’t just accept everything and marry him. He will use me," I am rushing my words, forcing them out. "There will be a war and everything is so complicated and almost everything is out of my control. I can’t even control who I am going to marry, he might look my age, but he isn’t. I don’t love him, the idea of being his wife scares me. I’m just a girl and I am only here because I fell in love with your son. He has my heart and I will do everything in my power to keep him safe. I will condemn myself to a life in hell just for him to have a normal life. Narcissa, I beg of you don’t tell the Dark Lord about my plan," tears are streaming down my face as I look at her, clutching her wrists.