Harry, swollen from the Stinging Hex, is pushed forward by the Snatchers, Lucius Malfoy, and Draco, who is eager to hand over him to Voldemort. Draco hesitates, knowing the truth but feeling the weight of the decision. Harry's vision is blurred, and his heart pounds as he faces Draco, who hesitates to turn him in. Draco's expression is confusing, and Harry struggles to understand the situation. Draco's voice strained, and he steps back, feeling the weight of his father's gaze and the looming shadow of Voldemort. Lucius, growing more impatient, calls for Draco to give Harry to the Dark Lord. Harry feels the crushing weight of the moment and locks eyes with Draco, pleading silently to "no." Draco's breath hitsches, and Harry's sadness cuts through him like a knife, sending a tremor through the cold wall he's built around himself. Harry swallows hard, fighting back the torrent of emotions threatening his decision. The Snatchers, Draco, and Harry are trapped in a twisted war, and Draco's silence is a reminder of the dangers of not knowing the truth.