"Shadow!" Draco’s occluded eyes fractured, cracking down the steel facade as he watched Shadow’s feathers drift lazily around him like snowflakes finding a place to land. Scooping the dead bird from the ground he stood back up with a newfound fire in his eye. "You're going to wish we never met, Dolohov. That bird was worth more than both of your meaningless lives! You will burn for this."