She was. As they gained more altitude to avoid even the slightest possibility of being swallowed up by one of the beasts, he watched her face. Watched the way the fire was reflected in her eyes. The way her hair danced in the wind, a halo around her gorgeous features, lit up by the maddest smile he had ever seen. She looked just like the taste on Draco’s tongue. Like the embodiment of freedom. Her madness had set her free. 