"Draco! Please! Please, I love you!" Narcissa cried, and the depth of emotion in her tone made Draco’s steps stutter to a halt. He had rarely heard his mother sound so much like she meant something, meant it with all her heart. And to let it burst free in front of an Order member was just another sign of how desperate Narcissa was, all traces of her dignity fleeing. Draco took a breath and began walking again, reaching Tiptree and searching for words, standing there like a fucking idiot.