Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.
It came quick - too quick. I hadn't realised how fast we were going. I didn't understand how my time had run out so suddenly. I had no plans, no thoughts. My mind was now a vacant space, with no sign of the thousands of thoughts I was having just moments before. I was sure that only ten seconds ago we had been at the bottom of the steps, and now we were almost at the top of the tower. I had no idea why he wanted me here. We raced up the steps like something was chasing us. Something terrible. I suddenly realised his iron grip on my arm was getting tighter and tighter as the seconds passed. It burned, and my eyes were tearing up. I turned my head to the side, I didn't dare show him I was crying. Then he let go. We were there.
"Stay hidden." he hissed, almost inaudible. It sent a shiver down my spine. I hadn't seen this side of him in months.
"Malfoy! What-" I tried to speak but his eyes told me it would be a stupid move. He turned his back to me, and walked towards the only window I could see from behind the pile of boxes that were now hiding me.
After Malfoy had left my side, it was easier to notice my surroundings. We were at the very top of the astronomy tower, and I could see all of the black lake from where I sat. It was almost pitch black, and the air was crisp. I was getting more terrified as the seconds ticked by. Suddenly I heard footsteps, and several dark shadows made their way over to where Malfoy stood.
I could tell one of the shadows belonged to Bellatrix - her hair was unmistakable. If it wasn't her hair giving it away, it was her cruel and menacing laugh that did the trick.
"Time's running out, Draco." she hissed. Similar to the tone Malfoy had used only moments ago when he warned me to stay hidden. "We don't want to keep the Dark Lord waiting!"
"It's going to happen." was all he said.
I could recognise his white beard and shocking robes anywhere. Dumbledore was standing inches away from where I hid.
"Bellatrix, Malfoy." He said, nodding. "Such a nice night, don't you think?" his voice was calm, and it unnerved me.
Malfoy stepped away from the window and Dumbledore took his place. I could see sweat dripping from Malfoys forehead. My heart was racing. I couldn't piece together this scenario. I couldn't understand no matter how hard I tried. Malfoy was facing side on to me, and I noticed his lips move. I couldn't be sure, but I thought he had whispered, "I'm sorry."
He raised his wand in one swift movement. I had always admired the way he could cast a spell so swiftly. Not this kind of spell. A green light erupted from the tip of his wand and Dumbledore fell.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.