Draco nodded again, comforted by the fact that these Horcrux things could be destroyed. He never wanted Voldemort to return to power again. His family had been through hell and back. Draco would rather live in a world infested with Muggles and Half-bloods than see Voldemort return ever again.
"Weasley was with you," he finished for her, not sure what she had meant. Draco held his palms up in the defensive position. "Easy." He knew this would probably rattle her, but he had been a little antsy about her reaction. "I had no choice. It was either that or have my whole family killed. You don't know what it was like, being forced to do all this stuff against my will," he snapped. "Do you think I liked putting you all in danger? We've never been the best of friends, but it's not like I wanted you hurt. Or dead."
Draco took another deep breath when she aimed more questions at him, still in an accusing manner. Now he regretted being honest with her. It made him think twice of trying to mend his ways in the future. "We called him with the Dark Mark, but you got away. We were in a lot of trouble after that. Dobby helped you get away. You know, my dad's former elf. He distracted my aunt and you all Disapparated before anything else could happen."