Minerva followed after Draco, as soon as they had entered the shop. The Death Eaters, who seemed to have surrounded them, were looking down on them, almost expectedly. Right before them, was a giant piece, which seemed to be a cupboard, and the only thing she could think about, was the plan itself. Like any good volunteer, she tried to listen to what they wanted them to do, once they entered the castle of Hogwarts for the new year. However, there was also another side-thought that bothered her: The outcome. It seemed cruel, but it was to protect her family from the wrath of Lord Voldemort —- even save their father from further-suffering and humiliation; it was the only path they had to take. 

Despite having to be an inch or two shorter than her twin brother, Minerva kept her hand in his own, as well as have to slightly lean against Draco’s side (since he had her pressed against him). As per-usual, she didn’t refuse any of his attempts to keep her in his grasp of “protection”. They’ve been that way, since they’ve been both brought into the world. To their parents, they could only assume that such behavior was that of a sibling bond, and that it was their way of making up for lost time, but they didn’t know there was a dirty secret involved. 

As soon as they had finished explaining the plan, Minerva felt her mother place a kiss on her forehead before doing the same to Draco, really to show her genuine motherly love for her children, as well as expectation.