The snake seemed to pulse on his arm, moving slightly. With every movement, Draco winced.
I couldn't believe it. Harry was right. It made sense and deep down I think I knew it but I never wanted to admit it. Draco had kept this a secret from me, from the school, probably from Dumbledore. No wonder he could reach my Uncle so quickly. I was at a loss. Draco was a death eater. How could I be associated with a death eater? I was furious, heartbroken, numb.
A tear escaped from my eye and rolled down my face. "How could you?" I whispered. Draco's eyes opened and looked up at me.
"Lyra," he said lightly, reaching for me. I leaned back, avoiding his touch. My hands fell on the grass around us. I felt a crunch and quickly looked back to notice the ground beneath us was turning into a frozen mass. Slowly the frost covered the entire patch of grass that surrounded us then crept onto the nightshades, forcing them to close. My shirt became stiff as the air quickly dropped.
Draco forced himself to get up and grabbed me. "We have to go." I pulled away from him but he didn't let go. "Now!" he yelled as a darkness spread over the waterfall. The black cloud crept down over the waters, leaving starlets of frost on the once steaming waters. The entire cascade had now frozen over. Draco pulled me and we both started to run from the darkness into the forbidden forest.
We pushed through the trees and came to a clearing. A strange feeling spread throughout me. I've been here before. I had no time to think as I saw the black cloud approach us from the forest. I turned to run again.
Draco and I sprinted through the forest trying to escape the black mass. A screech came from behind us. I turned back to look just as a tree root caught my foot, forcing me to fall to the ground. Pain seared through me and I suddenly remembered where I had seen the clearing before. My dream! This is exactly how the nightmare had played through and through my head during those sleepless nights. The same blood-curdling sound was heard again as I clutched my knee to my chest, holding my ankle. I could see the black cloud movimg faster, the frost bitten grass slowly approaching me. A hand landed on my shoulder and I turned to see Draco's worried face.
"Lyra, let's go!" he pleaded. "Lyra!" But it was too late. The darkness now came face to face with us. Out of the smoke rose a hooded figure. It came nearer to us and opened it's mouth. My face began to feel numb as it drug me closer to it.
My brain searched for a defense spell but it started to become weaker and weaker. Flashes of memories swarmed my mind. Times with my family, with Luna, the warmth from Draco. Suddenly it came to me. I slowly tried to lift my arm to grab my wand but it felt like lead. My body became weak and the numbness started to spread from my face to my neck and then to my chest. The chill of death had approached. I finally managed to pull my wand out and utter, expecto patronum. A blast of bright light protruded from my wand and out flew an elegant bird. It circled over the dementor before charging at it head on, breaking our connection. I fell back against Draco and the bird disintegrated into a silver mist.
Draco quickly came around cradled my head as the world around me became dark.
Author's Note: Lyra's dream finally becomes reality, much to her demise. And then she ends up saving herself with no help from Draco.
