She was a Death Eater now, through and through. Officially or not, her heart and mind and body belonged to them and to Draco. "They aren't the savages, you are." She hissed, sliding her finger along the trigger and readying herself for the gunfire that was surely to come. "They valued me. Trusted me. Took care of me. Which is a hell of a lot more than I can say for any of you."