"I still think that it's your fault." Draco admitted, his eyes still sparking with anger. "But prophecy has nothing to do with it. You were the ruin of Scorpius simply because you were Rose Weasley. You were right that day. You were the mistake that made my son happy, the one whim he could never do without. He loved you, but it's that very love that makes you guilty. If Scorpius was killed, it was only because of you."