Author's Note: Hey y'all! So, here's a short drabble I wrote for my good friend Leah (waitingondhr) on tumblr. It was for a graphic she posted a few weeks ago. Since many people liked it, I decided to share it both here and on H&V. Sorry that it's so short but it was a last minute thing. :) To see the graphic, go here: i1163 . photobucketcomalbums / q550 / Dramione13 / DramioneByLeia_zps31af6596 . png(just close the gaps between the link)

By the way, an update for "Starting Anew" is coming SOON! :D I'm very sorry that I've put that story aside as well as "Unexpected Attraction." I DO have a great reason for the delays and you will all find out soon enough. ;) Meanwhile, please enjoy this mini-drabble!

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns it all. I only somewhat own this plot.


"Thought I wouldn't find you, eh Granger?" Draco sneered as he pointed his wand at Hermione's chest. She gulped.

"Draco-" she began.

"Don't call me Draco," he hissed.

She cringed and lifted her hands up.

"Alright. Malfoy. This is not what you think."

"No? "

"No."

"So you're not hiding out here in the woods, in this cabin, with Potter?"

She stayed silent for a few seconds.

He growled at her lack of answer and pointed his wand at her head.

"Well? Are you?" he demanded.

"Yes," she replied quietly. "But it's not what you-"

"It is exactly what I think!" he yelled.

"No!" she cried. "Don't you see? If I hadn't come here with him, you-"

"Don't fucking lie to me! I know you two have been shagging behind my back!"

"That is a big fat lie! I came here with him because You-Know-Who was getting too close! Too close to finding out the truth about Harry's scar. He needs me!"

"Bullshit! Bullshit!"

"It's true! You know it's true! You know I won't do something like that to you. Unlike you, who continues to betray me by working for that monster."

Draco continued to hold his stance but his lower lip trembled. He was tired of explaining to her that his affiliation was out of his hands. He didn't have a choice. But that wasn't the issue. The issue was her living here in the woods with that certain person. Without telling him about it beforehand. And disappearing without a trace. His scowl intensified.

He wasn't wrong.

He can't be wrong.

He had suspected that something was going on between her and Potter for a while now. Or else why would they be isolated in that cabin, so far from everything, alone.

That last thought sent him over the edge again.

Without warning, he yelled, "Stupefy!"