They continued on, prepping to meet with Potter, planning their questions, brainstorming what information they should try to get. Granger sounded like she was prepping for meeting the Minister of Magic, but all Draco could picture was Dark Potter plucking her away and whisking her into the desert so by the time he left her mind, he’d see her lifeless, entire body scarred with dark magic, blank eyes staring back at him. 