Once Upon a Dream

"Abraxas." The name was enough to send my stomach swooping. Surely, I wasn't – there was no way – "What year is it?" "1944," he answered after a short pause, bringing his wand back to his side and stepping away from me. His features evened out and I could breathe more evenly. "Put away your wand little Malfoy. I have no plans of harming Abraxas' granddaughter."