If everything in the dream had really happened, and he had been the one to stab out the Basilisk's eyes, then two things seemed impossible to explain: first, why did he have no memory of it? Second, if he had blinded the Basilisk, how had he ended up petrified?
So far, he had told no one about the dream.
Because he was afraid.
Malfoy had heard that the Dark Lord had appeared while he was petrified. He had heard that the Death Eater Wormtail had impersonated others and used the Imperius Curse to control them, so he worried that he might have been controlled too. He worried that he might have brutally killed someone while under that control.
Even if he had been controlled, he would still end up in Azkaban, wouldn't he?
"Hey!"
A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. Malfoy jumped. "I didn't kill anyone!"
Audrey froze, then the corners of her lips lifted slightly. "Mr. Malfoy, if I heard correctly, did you just say something about killing someone?"
"No, no, you misheard."
"And something about 'I killed someone,' at that?"
"I said I didn't kill anyone!"
Audrey nodded and sat down, smiling. "So why did you feel the need to say you hadn't killed anyone?"
"..."
Malfoy wanted nothing more than to unleash a whole string of Dark Curses on the woman before him-if he could beat her, he swore he would have done it long ago!
No, it wasn't that he couldn't beat her. It was because this woman was a monster, a monster with eyes just like the Basilisk's!
That was it!
"I'm going back to rest!"
Malfoy fled in a panic.
"Tsk, and here I was wondering how to cure my boredom."
In her Spectator State, Audrey clearly saw Malfoy's disordered aura and Ether