"Things rarely plan out the way we want them to. I bear witness to that as you can tell. I never planned to live past this summer, I shall tell you. Yes, you may flinch at that (Draco had indeed flinched and pushed himself back in his chair.) but I know my limits. My life has been tested in many ways, and it still is. Even now I am running on borrowed time." He held up one hand, the one not lifting the wand and Draco's eyes widened at the dead and black skin protruding from the sleeve.