She let the cold and damp absorb into her bones and the shadowy darkness elongate to hide away every corner of the cell. She opened her mind to let the sadness and misery hook into her as if the Dementors were right there in the cell with her. Sucking out every happy thought, every content memory... The total overwhelming darkness of her feelings crashed over her like a tsunami and stroked the slumbering blackness in her soul enticingly. She now knew that Malfoy was right; the darkness has always been there. Waiting.