The day finally comes. Draco and I are snogging in the Slytherin common room. Then, Draco pulls away.

"Collette, I think this is just a little too awkward. I mean, with the baby." (Yes, the baby bump is visible. It's been between five and six months since Draco and I "did it")

"Here it comes. He's going to break up with me. I know it. I just know it!"

"So, how about I do something right for a change?" He gets up off the couch and kneels in front of me. "Will you marry me?" He pulls a giant diamond ring out of his pocket. I stare at him in shock, utterly speechless.

"Wow. Draco, I-I don't know what to say."

"It think it might make everything less awkward and complicated."

"That it will." I quickly weigh my options. I'm not so sure I'm ready for that kind of commitment. Although, he is right and I feel that deep connection that tells a person that they and the person who's asking this question are meant to be. Either that, or it's another craving. "Yes. Of course I will, Draco."

"Really?"

"Really. You're right," I confirm.

"I'm right?" he asks surprised.

"Yes."

"Yes?" he repeats.

"Ok. We're done with that."

"Right." He slips the ring on my finger. I smile the biggest smile ever as we just stare into each other's cold, blue eyes. For once in my life, everything is absolutely perfect.

Simultaneously, we grab our left arm, wincing in pain.

"He's coming," we say in unison.

"I'll put my war face on."

"No!" Draco yells at me. "You can't. If you die, I will end up losing the two most important people in my life."

"What about your parents?"

"Them, too. Either way, you're staying here," he commands.

"No, I won't. I'll be careful. I'm a big girl, Draco. I can take care of myself."

Draco contemplates the thought, balancing and weighing his emotions and knowledge of me. "Fine, but be careful."

"I will," I assure my new fiancé.

Wow. The fight is in full swing in less than half an hour. I am dueling a Hufflepuff student. He puts up a good fight, but I overtake him and he drops to the ground, dead. I look for another opponent and spy someone attacking Erica. Without even thinking of who's attacking her, I run over, block Erica, and hex the person.

"So," a haughty voice says distastefully as the owner of the voice dodges my spell. "This is where your loyalties lie."

"She's my friend, Bella," I snap at her, venom oozing from my voice.

"Well, then, who's side are you on?" Bellatrix Lestrange asks me. She is testing me, and I don't like it. She is trying to see if I'm going to side with my friend, whom I have been with for seven years, or my fellow Death Eaters. I'm torn, quite frankly. You don't want to cross the Dark Lord - or Bella, for that matter. "If you dare hex me, you surely aren't on the Dark Lord's side." She says "dark lord" lovingly and I use it to my advantage.

"Can it, lover!"

"You dare call me a lover? From the looks of your stomach, you're either getting fat, or have a lover of your own." Touché.

"I said, 'can it!'"

"Ooh, tisk tisk. Definitely not on our side. I'm afraid I have no choice but to kill you. No one gets in my way and gets away with it."

I see Draco watching her in horror as she draws her wand, ready to strike.

"Don't you dare!" he yells at her. He isn't fast enough, and nor am I.

"Avada Kedavra!" A sharp pain takes over my body for barely a second as I lean away, trying to avoid the spell. I fall to the ground, then, nothing.

Draco's POV

I finally reaches Collette and kneel down. I realize that my previous fear has come true. Just what I didn't want to happen, happened. Collette is hurt, or is *big gulp* dead. I really hope it's the first one.