He had finally started to pull it all together when Draco found out. Harry was immediately dropped back into that dark place again. He knew Theo had suffered. He had known the moment he saw him, standing in the back of the hall just before the battle of Hogwarts. His eyes were so sunken they were almost holes straight into his skull. His skin was sallow and sickly, but there was nothing he could do. The battle was about to start, and he was about to die. The whole thing was messed up and he just couldn’t think.