For a moment, Millicent wondered why she was doing this - if there wasn't a full proof guarantee...but then she remembered the mile on Justin's face yesterday, and the confusion in his eyes as they discussed this, and she knew she needed to do this, needed to know what happened before she could even begin to explain all this to Ella.
She nodded, glad he was holding her hand, and willing herself to open up. Only as she did, there was more than one memory coming up that she didn't want to see, and the one Draco pulled up only had her blushing furiously as he pulled out.
She didn't comment on, his jibe, but glad he tried to make a joke out of it. Instead she tried to focus on what she remembered of October as he went back in.
The first memory up had her shuddering. Troy, with her blood on his hands as he handed her a potion and told her everything would be ok if she just pleased him. Another of them screaming at each other ending up with her curled up in a corner as he used his wand to punish her. Another of her glamouring herself before sneaking out of Bletchley manor.
Why was she glamouring herself? Somehow she latched on, thinking of glamours, several of them entering her mind and into Draco's view.