"Yes." The word was barely a breath. She'd promised, she told herself. She wasn't going to break another promise to him. Couldn't. On top of that, she didn't know if Blaise had already told him what she'd said about exactly what could be done to... fix things. But, even if he had told Draco, there was no guarantee that it would work. Nothing in any of her feverish research after getting the Contract that had led to all of this had indicated it was even possible to get the magic back safely. She had no idea where it went, no idea if it had been kept or used or... disseminated. She didn't know. And that lack of knowledge terrified her.