She spent the rest of the day, and much of the following, feeling listless. She didn’t know what to do in his home without him next to her, and she was duelling with inner thoughts. On one hand, she’d pushed him too hard. It was too soon for such an advanced spell, especially one that called for a memory when his were blocked. On the other, his Patronus was hers. It was hers, and Draco Malfoy still loved her. 