Her vision blurred as tears welled in her eyes against her will, but not enough to obscure her view of the smile that had crept onto Goyle’s face. His immense satisfaction at his prediction coming to fruition was written all over his face. She blinked rapidly to clear her eyes, now was not the time, feeling a single tear roll down her cheek. She refused to wipe it away but heard the slow shuffle of feet next to her as Ron slowly moved closer to her. Draco’s wand vibrated in her hand as if his magic was offended by his betrayal as much as she was. 