Hermione awoke to a scroll of parchment fluttering in her face. She grabbed it from the owl, and began to read its contents. It was from Beaxbatens, confirming her suspicions that there was no Robert Brohar in attendance.

She knew that she would have to confront him and have him sent away. She thought to herself, doing this won't bring Harry back, but we will be one step closer to taking down Voldemort.

She only wished she had Ron to help her with this. She prepared for the day, and headed down to breakfast.

***

The spell hit, and Draco was suddenly stopped. He was frozen, a look of panic spread across his face.

Tammy couldn't believe it, this self absorbed boy had protected her from the spell, and now was frozen. He's gone, she thought to herself, she had never seen a person in such a frozen state and was sure he was dead.

Running out of the classroom, she was trying to fight back tears. Draco had died to save her, she couldn't imagine going on without him.

When she came to this school, he was the only one who made her feel like she fit in, and over the past few days she had grown quite fond of him.

She didn't want to think about it anymore, it hurt too much, she just fell to the floor, crying.