Draco had a brief conversation with the man that was not the man he remembered. He was possibly younger, like the rest of them. He didn't think the man would come after them so soon, not until he figured out what was going on. His hand went to Harry's shoulder, rubbing it lightly. He stayed close to his boyfriend.
"I'm worried. I want to be a part of this. You aren't in this alone, but I also need to know that you trust me, beyond any doubt." He finally looked up, grey eyes as hard as icicles. "What we do, we have to do together."