"The informant will only deal with Draco, no one else," Remus said reluctantly, and there was a collective indrawn breath, and everyone looked at Draco in askance. She watched as Draco hunched his shoulders further up as he felt the weight of their eyes, and then his lips twitched and he set his jaw and straightened his spine – face hard, the line of his neck and shoulders taut, grey eyes cold.