He worried about his mothers part in all this and the unbreakable vow to Snape. How could Snape  be  so foolish as to indulge his mother with a ridiculous vow. Draco himself still had not had the courage to seek out Snapes help with the mission. It had been one week since he had returned to Hogwarts and he had not yet visited the vanishing cabinet in the room of requirement, he knew he needed Theo’s help to fix it and had not found the courage to discuss it with him until today. His friend had looked - open, vulnerable, when Draco had barged into the dungeon earlier and all his grand plans of truth serums faded into nothing. Theo was his very best friend, they had suffered together one summer under his aunt Bellatrix teaching them Occlumency and the next at the wand tip of Nott Snr. They had received curse after curse fired at them and each night managed to heal each other's wounds just enough. Other than his mother, Draco cared for no one as much as he did Theo, and he imagined other than Narcissa, Theo felt the same for him. For they were family, where it counted, they were all each other had.