The days passed, ever slowly as if taunting her with the fact that her wedding day was around the corner, or perhaps the day when Draco would ultimately ruin her life for the second time.
Whatever he seemed to be brewing inside that dark devious mind of his would be the end of her. She tried to think beyond reason of whatever treacherous deed he seemed to be harboring for her, but there was nothing she could think of, the enigmatic devil had her trapped in his mind games.
After the visit to the white witch's market, she had never caught sight of him again, his dark presence she always felt no longer lingered around her, it was now only a faint memory in her mind.
For a moment, everything seemed normal within that time, she felt less tensed and more relaxed, even though her instincts rang warning bells in her head.
