Her jaw fell open, panting as Dark Magic surged through her body and she felt a hundred things at once. An intense pull towards Draco coincided with a sinful urge between her thighs and coupled with a seething, consuming hatred for her friends who left her to die and for her precious Order who abandoned her. All of it fluttered in her chest and up her throat and as her eyes shot open, peering through the darkened mask, she felt a wicked smile curl over her lips.