You will always be mine, even when we are apart, I will always keep you in my soul. The magic is pulled from my body, but contained in the circle, it is swirling around us. The tattoo starts to warm up and it moves through my body. I see Draco, he’s looking over his shoulder in a mirror, to the snake that is wrapped around his arm, over his shoulder blade and resting on his collarbone. The snake turns blood red, as if it is painted on him with my blood.