My mother pushes away, her hand clapped to her mouth in shock. "The Muggleborn? Potter's friend? But how? When? How long?" she sputters out, unbecoming of her prim and proper Pureblood upbringing. So I tell her. I tell my mother everything, and she surprisingly says she understands, shocking me. "You must stay away from her, Draco. You'll only endanger her more if you let her close." I agree. I'll stay away.