It was on the seventh day when all hell broke loose. It happened under her watch. The glowing light had grown brighter for the past three days at a steady pace. Draco had started to show signs of wearing out. His skin had paled and was a bit sunken under his eyes. Hermione was reading next to him when suddenly the floor vibrated under her. She looked up and saw the shackles tense. Draco’s body shook and his eyes widened if that was possible. The glow flared and his body arched towards the Dementor.