The anger clouded all his senses, and he couldn’t think straight anymore. It felt as if someone, an external force, stopped his wrist from making the movement that would end her life, and the last thing he remembered from this day was Draco dragging him away from her shaking figure. He apparated them to a secluded hut in the forest, the hut that once belonged to his mother, the one they used to spend all their summer and winter holidays in when they were younger. When they were free. 