Harry’s voice sounded so far away he might as well have been in a different dimension. All she could think about was a line of iridescent magic, the nearly invisible string that unified their hearts. It was there . If Draco was truly gone, there would be no magical trace, no sign of his attachment to her through the Blood connection. Physically, and by all appearances, he may be dead, but she knew the magical essence of him was very much alive.