Narcissa reached out to accept the glass of amber liquid, the movement made the sleeve of her robe hitch up slightly around her wrist. A brilliant new blue vine could be seen wrapped around her hand and disappearing beneath her sleeve glowing ominously. Even as Draco stared at this strange illuminated vine the glow became fainter and fainter with every blink he took. Comprehension dawned in an instant and his gaze snapped up to his mother's lifeless face.