Draco stood and turned to walk out, stopped with the olive hand that wrapped around his wrist. "Blaise, let go." "No. I'm going to explain all this to Millicent, and I want you here." The blond sat back down, trying not to let the others see the tears that had welled up in his eyes. "Look. If you want to call Dray a traitor, fine. Shun him, call him names, be an ass. But remember that I'm with a Gryffindor too, and don't treat me any differently." Millicent blinked but nodded, and Draco gave his best friend a watery smile.