Author's Note: I seem to have a bad case of writer's block for my other story so I wrote this drabble. It was my first drabble, I hope you enjoy it! :)
Snapshot
Draco's face… It was already so well reflected in the pool that was her mind; carved into the stone that was her memory. Yet, he never seemed to keep the same expression; Hermione was constantly having to memorize new complexions of his façade. Right now, rigid disbelief stood out within the frame of the picture she held so dear. His eyes cutouts of concern, rounded with soft sorrow. His mouth torn open, intake of breath still evident upon perfect lips. Lips that struggled to form her name caught still. Caught in a moment in time. The last moment... Forever.
