Watching Cassi change over the years had been a beautiful thing to see. She had grown, had become a beautiful, elegant women as she should have been being raised to be. Years at the school, with the Malfoys, it had done so much to change her, to help her become all she could be. It was that girl that Draca couldn't help but to love.

Soon as Cassi moved over to her, Draca reached out, taking her hand. It was something they often did, but she didn't resist that touch, didn't act like it was different, even for all she felt for her.

"I'm so amazed by you," she admitted. "Amazed by how you've changed. I keep remembering that young girl that first got sorted into Slytherin. You can't look at you and see that. Not now."