After that first night with Draco, he was still asleep while I got dressed to go to work as if everything were normal. I went to my office and just stared at the wall, never mind playing darts or anything. I'd completely cracked. I mean, I slept with Draco Malfoy. I'd saved his life and then I… it had all made sense the night before. Somehow.

I decided no matter how low I'd fallen, that was the limit. We could kill Lucius without, um, all that.

Heh. That didn't last.