Author Note: This was created for a Draco Hermione Drabble challenge. 100 words only! Hopefully it makes sense to other people as to what's going on.

"Oh bloody hell we are going to die."

"We are not going to die, get a hold of yourself Malfoy!"

"This is your fault."

"My fault? You're the one who had to have that drink."

"Yeah well if you hadn't been so loud."

Shouts from behind them pushed the tips of their shoes over the edge of the cliff, hands dangerously close to touching.

Blasts of green to either side pushed them together hands clasped, lips touching in a goodbye kiss before they were pushed over the top.

Spiraling downward flashes of black and green chasing them over the edge.