Shelby’s breathing is shaky as she presses her back against the wall, clutching her phone. The distant sound of police sirens wails outside. The lights flicker.

SHELBY (on the phone, panicked): Draco, you have to come get me — the muggle cops are here, and there’s this dark figure… this Ghostface person with a knife— oh my god— he’s trying to kill me! Please, hurry up now!

Her voice breaks, tears streaking her face. She freezes as she senses movement behind her. The reflection of a silver blade glints in the window. Ghostface is there.

SHELBY (whispers, terrified): He’s… behind me.

Shelby sobs into the phone. Draco’s voice crackles with desperation through the receiver.

DRACO (pleading): Shelby, listen to me — don’t move. I’m coming for you, I swear it. No mask, no knife, no cursed muggle is going to take you from me.

He disapparates instantly, reappearing in her living room. His eyes widen as he sees Ghostface behind her.

DRACO (growling): Get away from her!

He casts a blinding spell, then catches Shelby as she collapses, trembling.

DRACO (holding her close): You’re alright now. I thought I lost you... I can’t — I won’t let that happen. Not to you.