And yet, when she had begun to slip into the realm of chaos this time, she had thought of Draco. She had felt him just beside her, Claire was certain of it. Somewhere in that void, there had been a tiny glimmer of light, and he was right there waiting for her. She knew. But – she also knew that there had been another point of light, one that remained steadfast beside her, gazing at the stone, his cheeks glistening with sweat despite the chill in the air.