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Draco POV

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO MY SON THAT WAY!" I roll my eyes and focus on Briar sitting on the other side of the two-seated couch in my living room. Snape and my mother have been speaking tactics for the past twenty minutes, but it has mostly been Snape berating me and Briar and my mother deflecting from us. Well, that was until Snape had the audacity to say he should've magically kept Briar in a coma until he needed her. As you can imagine, I snapped and verbally ripped into him which caused him to snap back at me and now he has unleashed Mama Malfoy.

Briar has been staring at the floor for the past few minutes ever since Snape dug into us and has barely moved a muscle. Reaching into her mind, I can feel her sadness and guilt. She thinks this is her fault.

Don't you dare do that, Briar Griffin. My thought is a little harsher than I meant, but it's not her fault my aunt used me to get to her. Her head snaps to me and I can see the sadness in her eyes.

It's my fault we're in this mess.

I shake my head in disagreement and immediately try to talk sense into her.

It's your fault my aunt tortured you? It's your fault she made a note to lure you here pretending to be me?

She rolls her eyes and her cheeky reply pushes into my mind seconds later.

Well, no, but…

She goes to continue that thought, but I cut her off.

But nothing. If anything, it's my fault for being a Death Eater and having to leave before we resolved our fight in the first place which left you vulnerable. I won't be making that mistake ever again, but you're not to blame in any of this and neither am I. This is all on my aunt.

I can see the tentative flicker of hope in her eyes that she wants to believe me, but I know it will take some time for her to process. With a nod of her head, I cock my head to the side to which she rolls her eyes playfully as a smile slowly creeps onto her face. As she gets my message to come closer, she starts to move towards me when Snape's voice cuts through my thoughts.

"Don't you dare move, Ms. Griffin," he spits out angrily. Briar stops moving and snaps her shocked eyes to Snape. Before I can growl a response out about him speaking to her that way, she stands up quickly and I see Snape take a few steps back. Looking to her, I can see her eyes have a rainbow ring around them. I chuckle and sit back to enjoy the wrath of my girl on Snape as my mother looks to me questioningly. Snape may be older, but I know he's no match for Briar's anger.

"I'm going to say this once, Severus," she growls out as his eyes widen. "Draco and I are not to blame for Bellatrix's actions. While I should've waited to authenticate the letter like you said, Narcissa already wiped her memory. There is no danger so how about you sit down…" his body falls back onto the couch haphazardly and I can see his shoulders struggle slightly. She's restraining him with her mind. I tune back into her speech as I push down my increasing arousal at her show of dominance. "…and stop pointing fingers. It won't get us anywhere and we have bigger problems to deal with. Like Voldemort?" I won't lie, my mother and I both flinch at the use of his name. "You need to get back to training me instead of threatening to put me back into a coma," she finishes with a sneer.

Taking a step back, Briar releases Snape on the couch and he hastily stands and brushes his cloak off in anger. She crosses her arms over her chest in defiance, daring him to go against what she said. He huffs and nods his head before looking to my mother again.

"I was unaware you wiped Bella's mind, Narcissa." My mother raises an eyebrow at his response before copying Briar's stance with her arms over her chest.

"That must be because you wouldn't stop talking over me, Sev," my mother barked. I can see his face draw into an emotionless mask before turning to Briar who was still standing in her stance. She had moved closer to me as if to protect me from Snape's anger if he started yelling again. I smile at the gesture and see Snape has noticed her positioning as well.

"Ms. Griffin, you need to be more careful. Is that understood?" Without hesitation, I can see Briar's shoulders relax a little when Snape doesn't immediately start yelling again.

"Understood, Severus," she agreed. Now that we all seem to be on common ground, Briar's arms fall from her chest and she walks to sit directly next to me on the couch. Leaning into my side, I lift my arm and wrap it around her protectively before placing a kiss on her forehead. I can see Snape roll his eyes in annoyance at our inability to stay away from each other, but hey, she was in a coma for two months. I'm not letting her out of my sight for as long as I can help it.

"Bellatrix won't be a threat since you wiped her mind, Narcissa. Briar, we have much to discuss," he drones before glancing at me and my mother before his eyes meet hers again. "Alone."

I can feel my skin prickle in irritation that Snape was trying to get Briar to speak about something I shouldn't know. I can sense my mother, now behind me with a hand on my shoulder, isn't so keen on there being secrets either. However, I don't get to feel that way for long before Briar speaks up.

"No. I'm done lying, Sev. I trust Narcissa and Draco. They deserve to know the truth and we know their minds are safe. You said yourself you were impressed by Narcissa and Draco's skill to keep you out of their minds for the past few years as you trained Draco," she states with her chin lifted slightly. I can tell she has her mind set to her decision and it makes me proud of her for the second time in the last few minutes.

"Ms. Griffin…" Snape warns, but Briar interrupts and turns to face me and my mother.

"I'm Harry Potter's protector and my task is to fight Voldemort when Harry is taking care of his…task," she finishes hesitantly. I can see Snape over her shoulder clenching his fists in anger. My mother gets over the shock of her task quicker than I do as I'm still trying to control my jealousy that Potter would be protected by my girl. Not to mention my anger over the fact his protector was the girl he got "killed" with his stupidity. My girl.

"What is his task, dear?" My mother's voice is soft, but I can hear the concern laced in it. Briar looks to me hesitantly before taking a deep breath and looking back to my mother.

"To die," she whispers. Before anyone can interrupt, she continues. "Harry Potter is a horcrux that needs to be killed by Voldemort so that Voldemort can be killed. I was assigned to protect his body while the horcrux in him is dying…I was assigned to fight Voldemort while Harry can't." Her eyes meet mine again and I can't hear anything. I can't even hear anyone breathing as if everyone is holding their breath for my response, but all I keep hearing are her words over and over again.

I was assigned to fight Voldemort.