Luna let out a whine, sounding of deep sorrows and internal pain manifested. Theo waved his wand around again and thousands of Blue butterflies filled the space around them. Hermione joined in, casting about several yellow canaries and a few thousand rose petals to join the fray. When the moonlight hit the butterfly wings just right, they glittered with an evanescent glow - falling like confetti on the lake. Canary song met their ears in a soft caress, Shadow joined in for a moment, singing a slow mournful tune to match the jagged thoughts in Draco’s mind. Sometimes it felt like Shadow was just an extension of himself. Like having an extra arm he had some control over but not all. 