But, when she closed her eyes, all she could see was his uncle standing in her back garden. Menacing and so unlike the gentle Rodolphus she remembered from her altered memories, she felt afraid. For one of the first times since the night Draco found her in the Muggle's house on New Year's, she was thinking clearly around him. She wouldn't let him convince her to let down her guard. That had already happened and she didn't like the consequences. Whatever thrall he was able to capture her in yet again, she brushed it off. She pushed his hand away from her face and met his cool grey eyes with hers.