"Yes. Okay. Thank you." Draco was still hanging on to his second cousin and had absolutely no intention of letting go. He also knew it wouldn't be wise to lift a foot just yet, needing the extra contact points with the ground. "Not yet. One minute."
Draco nodded at Regulus's question that wasn't really a question. "I almost did it. I couldn't. Someone else showed up and did it for me. It got done, but... not by me. I think the Dar- I think He knew it was because I couldn't do it. He..." Though he didn't so much lose his train of thought as he let it get away from him, Draco shook his head again and left it at that. "Anyway. I'd be a dead man if it wasn't for Potter. Several times over. That He was killed is the only reason I'm not in your position." There. He'd said it. Whatever had happened to Regulus would've happened to him. "I guess we really are family."
Had any of that even made sense? Draco wasn't sure anymore. "I'm ready to walk when you are."