"Ok you can open them now" Draco whispered in her ear.
It was March and Draco had a surprise for her!
She opened her eyes expectantly and gasped. But it was not a gasp of surprise or delight, but one of horror.
Before her lay an ice-skating rink. It wasn't a proper one, built in a town, just a small pond that Draco had found iced over the other day and he'd tied a ribbon round the trees to fence it off and put skates under a tree for them.
Although it was already March snow still lay on the ground and occasionally drifted down from the sky, covering the snow that had turned grey and making the castle grounds sparkle beautifully again.
She turned to run but instead ran straight into him behind her.
He caught her. "Hey, hey. What's the matter?"
"I can't- I mean I- I can't-"
"Why not?"
She looked at him with anguish in her eyes.
"Draco I-" she took a deep breath. "I once had a sister and she- she died...from an ice skating injury..." she looked up at him pleadingly. "Please don't ask me to go out there, please, I just can't-" she stopped speaking and buried her face in her hands.
"I already knew about your sister."
She looked up quickly. "What?!?! I-"
"I never told you what happened when I went to get your spirit, but one part of your spirit was upset that I loved my mother more then you."
She looked down ashamed, but he simply knelt down in the snow so that he could see up into her eyes.
"That's not true" he said, shaking her hands and gently squeezing them, "I do love my mother, but I love you more. I love you more than anyone and anything in the world!" he kissed her gloved hands.
"The second part of your spirit I found was of you crying after Diggory tried to strangle you, but you disappeared as soon as you saw me so I didn't need to comfort you" he smiled crookedly and stood up.
"The fourth part of your spirit was a wolf, your patronus form in the graveyard where you buried Callum. And I persuaded and comforted it with a rose." She looked up, startled.
"But the third part; was you as a little six year old girl, in a blue dress, with a rose in your hair and a gap in your front teeth. You explained to me about your sister and her accident, and how you didn't think you're mother loved you anymore. And I persuaded you that she did, and you believed me. But do you love yourself? I still see some of that insecure little girl in you and I think the only way you'll be fully happy again, is if you face your fear and skate.
She looked at him dumbfounded for several moments. "This boy has put his life at risk for me, with the werewolf, and Voldemort and the Deatheaters. He'll probably never see his parents again, all for me, and yet...I can't do this small thing to begin to make up for everything he's done..." she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and mouthed "Ok".
He kissed her forehead and the two tied up their skates, then with Draco's help, she went skating on the ice for the first time in eleven years.