Deathly Hallows

Draco: Well, well, what brings you here Potter? Y/n: I could ask the same. Draco: You have something of mine. I’d like it back. Y/n: what’s wrong with the one you have? Draco: It’s my mother’s. It’s powerful but it’s not the same. It doesn’t quite….. understand me, you know what I mean? Y/n: why didn’t you tell her, Bellatrix, you knew it was me. You didn’t say anything.