Bang, bang, bang!
Late at night, on a silent street, a figure cloaked in black stood before an old house and raised a hand to knock on the wooden door.
"Who is it?"
About thirty seconds later, there was finally movement behind the door, followed by a tense voice.
"It's me!"
The cloaked figure spoke.
"Severus?"
The door opened a crack, and a woman peered outside through the gap. Once she confirmed the visitor's identity, she could not help but sigh in relief.
"I have something important to discuss with you and Draco," Snape told the woman inside.
"Come in first."
Narcissa stepped back and let Snape into the house.
A similar scene had taken place not long ago, except the situation had been completely reversed then.
"Where's Draco?" Snape looked around and asked.
"Draco is resting in his room," Narcissa said quietly. "The burning of the Manor hit him hard. Do you need him for something?"
"This concerns Draco as well. It would be best if he heard it too." Snape had Narcissa wake him.
Perhaps having heard voices coming from the hall, the nearby door suddenly opened. Draco Malfoy emerged from within, his face pale. He froze slightly when he saw Snape, clearly not expecting to meet him here.
"Did Bellatrix mention it to you?" Snape suddenly asked.
"Mention what?"
"Who might have attacked Malfoy Manor." Snape shifted his gaze to the confused Narcissa and raised an eyebrow. "It seems she didn't have time to tell you."
"Who attacked Malfoy Manor?" Draco seized Snape by the arm and demanded loudly.
"Although there's no proof, there's a very high chance Albert Anderson set the fire," Snape said calmly.
"That damned Mudblood," Draco said through gritted teeth.
"Calm down. You're losing your head." Snape looked at Draco's twisted expression and