"Ahh hello, pretty. Nice of you to finally show up. Grab her!" The death-eater spoke. Before I could get any words out in a reaction I was being grabbed and held down too. Being held down by the beautiful witch, with the raven black hair, much like her sisters except she had a hidden blonde streak that peaked through her hair when it was put behind her ears. Draco begins to be forced to his feet. His eyes are not meeting mine, instead they are still focused on the ground. I wish so badly to run over there and hug him, tell him everything will be okay, but I can't!