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'Ingenious,' said Dumbledore. 'Yet ... forgive me ... where are they now? You seem unsupported.'
They met some of your guard. They're having a fight down below. They won't be long ... I came on ahead. I - I've got a job to do.'
'Well, then, you must get on and do it, my dear boy,' said Dumbledore softly.
There was silence. Harry stood imprisoned within his own invisible, paralysed body, staring at the two of them, his ears straining to hear sounds of the Death Eaters' distant fight, and in front of him, Draco Malfoy did nothing but stare at Albus Dumbledore who, incredibly, smiled.
'Draco, Draco, you are not a killer.'
'How do you know?' said Malfoy at once.
He seemed to realise how childish the words had sounded; Harry saw him flush in the Mark's greenish light.
'You don't know what I'm capable of,' said Malfoy more forcefully, 'you don't know what I've done!'