Chapter 29

She hurt. From her face to her hands, to her abdomen and her thigh, everything hurt, but Draco had her. He'd come for her and she'd fought at his side and when she'd fallen he'd fought even harder.

Too injured to get up, she'd lain on the floor and watched as something in Draco shattered. He spun and attacked. On the bridge after his mother's funeral, she'd watched him shadow-duelling in grief and heartbreak. He'd been dangerous then.

Fighting Geoffrey, he was deadly. The silver mask had flowed over his face, blocking out his sharp features, taking away Draco and leaving darkness.

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