The dark hooded obscured his blonde hair, but the voice was unmistakable. A ringing in her ears began, a tinnitus sound that overpowered the chatter in the room. There were tears running down her face surely, but Hermione had lost all feeling, dropping back hard against the stone crater as she looked into the eyes of the man she loved. The mask caught the lucent blue gray of Draco's eyes and they shone bright, unmistakable for a moment before his head whipped away. 