"They're all I have," Draco whispered after a while. He glanced up at Remus, unsure of what to expect. What those sacrifices meant. But if it meant that he could help them...he would do it.

"I think there's still good in them too. They're not all bad like people claim them to be. It's because of me. They're love for me kept them from going fully over. It's what made them different from the other Death Eaters and servants of Him. I want to do what I can to save them."