Taylor stood in front of Schyler's grave beside Becky, Mitch, and Heather. The headstone had been covered with poems that Becky had written and by pictures of Schyler and her friends, Schyler and her family, and of just Schyler. The only part not covered was where the epitaph was engraved.

We miss you very much and love you dearly
We know our God is taking care of you
And you are now one of his special angels
You are forever in our hearts
We can't wait to be with you again.

The grave was made of Colonial Rose granite, a color Becky had picked because her eyes had been drawn to the color and she had went with her instincts. The others had not argued and since Schyler's parents had asked Becky and the others to handle everything to do with the grave Becky had chosen the color. They had all chosen the epitaph together.

"I brought you some more apples Schyler," Heather said setting a bowl of fresh apples down and taking away the old ones. Becky and Mitch each set a small bunch of roses on the grave.

"Midge...you should have never..." Becky said tears welling in her eyes for even though three years had passed since Schyler's death the pain had not dulled. "I'll never forgive him. Never." Mitch put his hand on Becky's shoulder.

"Can you guys leave me alone for a minute?" Taylor asked. As the others walked away Taylor ran her fingers over the top of the headstone. She pulled two crystals from her pocket, one green and one crimson red. She set them on the top of the headstone and put a Permanent Sticking Charm on them so that they would never come off. Then she walked away.

As soon as she was gone Draco appeared and walked up to the grave. He brought nothing with him. No flowers or pictures. He knelt in front of the grave.

"You never learned," he said. "I tried to teach you. It's your fault you know. If you would have just listened then I never would have had to kill you." He reached out with one finger and traced the letters of Schyler's name just above the epitaph.

"Stupid girl," he muttered. He traced her name over and over. As he did this memories of Schyler flew through his mind.

"Draco...please..stop..."

"Are you still mad at me Draco?"

"Maybe you're not a very good teacher."

"Draco...please...help me..."

"Draco, I'm sorry."

"You tried to set me on fire!"

"What're you saying?"

"That I don't know if I love you."

"Please...Draco..."

"Just kill me! Just get it over with!"

"Draco...I..."

"What?"
"I love you..."

"Draco no!"

"I'm not giving up. No matter what you do to me."

"Draco...please...not them...take me...just don't..."

"Draco..."

"I'll be a good girl."

"Draco don't leave me! I love you! Please don't go..."

"Don't cry Draco. I don't hate you. I don't want to kill you. I love you."

"Stop! Stop it you son of a bitch! You promised! You fucking promised!

"Don't touch me! I hate you! You're such a bastard!"

"You can't scare me anymore Draco Malfoy."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll be good! I'll be good! I promise!"

"You're such a bastard...Becky and Mitch were right about you..."

"You son of a bitch!"

"I hate you..."

"I love you so much."

The more he thought about her the angrier he became. He slammed his fist into the headstone.
"Damn you to hell! Why am I still thinking about you!?"
"See Malfoy, that's the thing about killing someone," Becky's voice sneered from behind him. "The guilt always come back to bite you in the ass."
"Leave me alone," Draco snarled.
"What're you doing here?" Mitch asked.
"I was...it's none of your damn concern!"
"You know Malfoy," Taylor said. "I'm old enough to do all sorts of spells. I could kill you now. I could kill you in the most slowly painful way I can think of." Draco got up slowly and turned around.
"I will kill you if you try," he said. "Just like I killed you're worthless sister." Taylor growled and tackled Draco.
"Taylor no!" Becky cried. Since Schyler's death Becky had become very protective of the younger girl, becoming even more like her older sister. Draco roared in pain as Taylor bit him on the arm.
"Get off me!"
"Schy-san was not worthless!" Taylor bit him again, this time right on his jugular. Draco roared again.
"Crucio!" Taylor fell off him screaming in pain. "You know, doing this to you is just like doing it to Schyler!" Mitch kicked Draco in the face, causing the spell to break. Becky ran to Taylor and pulled the crying girl into her arms.
"How dare you!" Mitch snarled. "Wasn't it enough to kill Schyler!?"
"Don't worry Taylor," Heather said pulling out a bunch of apples. "I'll teach him." She began pelting the blonde with apples. Draco got up and blasted Heather off her feet.
"She was worthless," he growled. "She deserved to die. None of you could save her. It's your fault for not trying to save her sooner. She never learned. I wouldn't have killed her if she'd have learened...I..." Draco suddenly stopped talking and Apparated away.
"I should have killed him," Mitch said helping Heather to her feet. "I should have beaten the life out of him."
"He was crying," Taylor said.
"What?" Heather asked.
"Didn't you see? Just before he left. He was crying."
"I told him the guilt would get back to him," Becky replied.