Obsessively maintaining contact with Draco via their bonds had been a tremendous support during the past few weeks. She couldn’t see him, touch him, speak to him out loud, that was true, but sensing him was the only thing tethering her to reality. It gave her hope. They were both standing on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a tumultuous sea. Taking the plunge without holding hands would have been impossible. Downright insane.