"I think it’s because I can," she said with a sideways look at Draco. He just shook his head, attempting to look annoyed but feeling anything but, simply happy to have her beside him. His heart still stuttered at the thought of what could have happened if he hadn’t known to look by the pond for her, had he not managed to anger his father out of an answer. Or what could have happened if Atticus had cast his Unforgiveable faster. He suspected the man had been among those who’d been well-trained in the  Imperius curse, and was thankful he hadn’t found out whether or not his skills at throwing it off were any good. 