"You need to leave Harry, and I know where you got that spell from. Get rid of the book. You could have killed him, you are lucky I followed you," I am wiping the hair away from Draco’s face, his body is very still and I know he has lost a lot of blood, which is not only seeping in his own clothes, but also in mine. My sweater and blouse are streaked red and I am sitting in the red water, ruining my skirt and even my panties. I hate the idea that it is his blood, but I need to be strong for him, protect him. Harry hasn’t seen anything that confirms his suspicion that Draco is a Death Eater.