It seemed pretty unbelievable that Draco would risk his own life for Potter, no matter the situation, so the words that Potter was spewing didn't make any sense to him. He couldn't even believe it himself, and he knew that if he had ever done such thing, then he would probably have been able to remember it himself.<br/>"Don't be ridiculous,<span style="font-style: italic">Potter,</span>" he spat, never lowering his wand, not even for a second. If Potter wanted to play his little games with him, then he was more than welcome to try, but Draco was not about to fall for it. He was on the side of the Dark Lord, the mark on his arm told him that much, and nothing could ever make him change that; especially not a stupid school crush.<br/>"I am pretty sure that I would be able to remember, if I had risked my own life for you," he added, feeling his anger growing. "Furthermore, why would I even help you in the first place? I want the Dark Lord to win."