There had been a time when Draca had been proud to be in this war, to be part of her family and to follow in her parents footsteps. That had been before things had turned like they had and Cassie had come into her life. That was before she started thinking for herself and realizing she could have a future.

Her heart is racing, pounding like mad in her chest. Her hands fairly shake as they clutch at Cassie's, holding tight as if afraid as if she'll lose her even as they discuss this.

"We know someone set you up," she hisses. "And they claimed that couldn't happen, and the twins tried and failed and..." She leans in closer to her. "I think Dumbledore is the one that did it. If not, he let it happen. He's the most powerful wizard in this place, he set all the traps and they were enforced by others. Who else could have done it? Or let it happen."

That is the thing to Draca. Whoever did it, Dumbledore had to have let it happen.

"We have to figure out how to get out of here." She pauses, considering Cassie for a moment. "Without letting them know until its too late."