Title: Lunch

Song: Better Than Revenge

Lyrics: Do you still feel like you know what you're doing, 'cause I don't think you do.

Pairing: Draco/Astoria

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. But the plot is mine!

A/N: My first entry for the 7 Days of Taylor Swift Challenge (MadHatterBellatrix10) at the HPFC.

I stood there in the doorway, mouth hanging open at the scene before me. I had come to Draco's office to bring his lunch, which he forgot – again –, expecting to see him working hard, not even remembering it was lunch time. Instead I found Pansy Parkinson trying to eat his face off while Draco tried to push her away to no avail. His wand lay out of his reach and so he had no choice but to try to keep her away from him, but that little slut was vicious. I knew that she fancied Draco since the day they met and hated me especially since we got married but I never expected her to do something like this. I felt rage boil up inside of me as I grabbed my wand and pointed it directly at her now-frozen figure. Draco seized his chance and quickly escaped her grasp. I may be two years younger than Pansy, but I am ten times the witch she is. I slowly walked forward, wand pointed at her face, until the tip was inches from her nose. She flinched and started up with an excuse, but I cut her off, "You looked really confident in your actions a second ago Pansy," I started, feeling that my "calm" tone scared Pansy more than any amount of yelling would have. "Do you still feel like you know what you're doing? Because I. Don't. Think. You. Do." I continued; taking a step forward after every word until Pansy was up against the wall. I felt a small triumph as her eyes grew wide with fear. "Now get the hell out of here, and if you dare to do so much as talk to Draco in the future I assure you, you will wish we had never met." I then lowered my wand, and Pansy ran out so fast that you would have thought Lord Voldemort had come back to life. I turned around to see Draco staring at me with a mix of shock and pride etched on his pale face. Suddenly remembering why I was here, I dropped his lunch on his desk. "You forgot this at home," I said as if none of the last five minutes had occurred. Giving him a quick kiss I walked out into the hall where I Disapparated, satisfied that Pansy would never cause trouble again.