Poor little Annalise... it's all right, you can let go now. Open yourself to me, and you can find your peace.
But what about my brother?
Dear girl, he is fine. I will take care of him for you, if only you let me.
Can I see him?
While I have you... open yourself to me, open your eyes, Annalise.
The rational voice at the back of her head screamed at her not to listen to this unknown unfluence, but there was also a strange part of her that wanted to do as this voice said. Her eyelids fluttered open.
"Annalise! She's alive!" A boy appeared in her vision and she squinted.
"Draco..." She could see her hand raise up, but knew that she was not the one to raise it.
"It's okay, Anna, we'll get you fixed up. You'll be okay." He looked like he barely believed his words.
"I need to tell you something, Draco..." Annalise whispered. He leaned forward and she grabbed the back of his neck pulling him down faster. Her lips whispered against his ear.
"You did not follow my orders, Draco," Her voice was as cold as ice. "And now, you will pay for it."
Before he could try and get away from her, her hand shot up and a look of shock replaced his expression of confusion. He leaned back and stared down at the dagger in his stomach.
