She sees in only black and white. Restless is her soul knowing she can never win. According to Dumbledore her fate was sealed. Paige never believed she could be defeated, but as she sat there in that windowless room the fire in her heart died. Her eyes were empty, and all hope of escape left her.

The door abruptly opened but no one was there. Draco pulled off Paige's invisibility cloak and collapsed beside her.

"You're really hard to track down when you don't think you can be found, you know that?" asked Draco, a sinister smile creeping across his face. Paige just sat there, not wondering why he had come. She glanced at him. She noticed that his nose was bleeding,

"What happened! Paige whispered apprehensively. Draco smeared the blood over his cheek as he tried to wipe it up with the sleeve of his shirt.

"Voldemort had set death eaters in front of every hallway making it nearly impossible for me to find you without being seen." Draco's breathing was shallow. He grabbed Paige's hand reassuringly. There was a spark in her heart. The fire was returning.

Paige kept close to Draco's side as they absconded the windowless room. Paige's breathing became heavy, so Draco gently placed his hand over her mouth.

'How could someone who was raised to be so evil love her so much?' She thought. Paige's mind was racing. When she looked into Draco's eyes though all doubt of his intentions vanished from her thoughts.

Draco stopped walking. Paige listened intently for a sign of advancing danger. She heard faint footsteps. The sound grew louder and increased in pace. People were running in their direction.
Draco wrapped his arms around her and pushed her against the wall.

'What was he doing?' she thought. Their lives were in peril and he didn't seem to care. She looked into his eyes. There was fear. Fear for her, fear for him, and fear for them.
It would never work. A Potter and a Malfoy could never live together in peace. It's the Romeo and Juliet love story of the wizarding world. Tragic and full of death.

Draco held her close and Paige felt safe in his arms, though something didn't feel right. The world was spinning. Paige's feet left the ground and she was consumed in darkness.

She felt her feet hit the ground hard, her knees buckled and she fell forward. Draco was smiling at her. Paige looked up at him with curiosity. Since when did Draco know how to apparate? As if he had read Paige's mind, he explained that Snape had taught him how. Paige shuddered at the name.
Paige pulled off the invisibility cloak and walked into the street. They were in Diagon Alley between Olivander's Wands and Weasley Whirling Whizzes. Everything was different though. There weren't many people in the streets and the people that were there didn't even glance at Draco and Paige.
Everything was dark. Voldemort had cast his ominous shadow over the Alley. People were terrified to walk anywhere alone.

Paige wanted to avoid any contact with Fred or George while Draco was around. That would make for such an unpleasant meeting; one of them might lose a limb…maybe two. Paige didn't want to think about it. She was pain stricken when she saw George through the front window of the shop. He still loved her and she had betrayed him. What about Draco? He loves her too.
Why does life have to be so cruel?

Draco and Paige walked around the Alley for a bit just talking about life and how it messes everything up. Paige wasn't even listening half the time. Her mind wandered incredibly far to her parents and Sirius. Harry also came into her thoughts. Did he miss her? Were people searching for her? She'd feel awful if the whole community was out looking for her and she was strolling through Diagon Alley with the enemy. What would that look like?

"Draco thanks for everything but I need you to go home." Paige said with aggression. Draco smiled. "And leave you here all alone? "Right away." He commented sarcastically. Paige glared at him.

"I'm serious, GO NOW!" she yelled as she pushed him away from her.
The smile faded from Draco's face. Paige couldn't convince herself to look at him as he left. When she turned around he was gone. The guilt weighed heavy on her heart but she knew she did the right thing. The only thing she could've done.

Paige stepped into Fred and George's shop. The warmth made her drowsy. Making her way through a sea of people she forced her way to the counter. George cam out of the back room, and drooped a large box of sugar quills when he saw Paige.
She crawled under the counter and gave George a hug. Paige felt at home in his arms as he held her. She felt more complete than she ever has. The moment was broken when Fred walked over and Paige hugged him.

"Where have you been?" asked George "Mum and Dad have been out-of-their-skin worried." He wrapped his arms around Paige's waist. Already she was feeling the guilt from not telling him about Draco.

Once again the room began to spin and everything faded into black nothingness. Seconds later they were standing in the Burrow. The smell of mince meat pie wafted through the kitchen window.
Mrs.Weasley ran out into the garden and pulled Paige into her arms.

"Oh thank goodness you're alright! Oh my! It looks like you have eaten for days!" Mrs.Weasley pointed out in a motherly tone.
The three of them wandered into the kitchen so Paige could have the food she missed for many weeks. She easily guzzled down two large glasses of pumpkin juice and ate nearly a whole pie.

"Are you ready dear?" asked Mrs.Weasley. Paige looked up from her plate confused. "Wha…"

"Everyone, Paige is back!" Mrs.Weasley's voice cut off Paige's question as she yelled up the stairs.

Paige looked up at George for an idea of what was going on but he just shrugged. A thunderous sound came from the ceiling then moved to the stairs. Suddenly Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fleur and Bill plowed through the kitchen doorway. Paige was mobbed. Everyone was hugging her and asking her where she had been. Paige dare not tell them that Voldemort had held her captive. They might think she had been hurt or that she has changed…for the worse. Her past would support this.