Red: Fire, blood, war, power, passion

"I can see the fire in your eyes, Granger. Do you really think you can beat me? Do you really think that you can overpower me? Well, think again, because it ain't happening."

"You talk too much, Malfoy."

Hermione Granger shot a nasty hex at Draco Malfoy. She didn't know why he came into her house and attacked her, but she refused to let him destroy her. Unfortunately for Hermione, Malfoy easily dogged her hex.

"How about you let me see that fire intensify?" Malfoy said just loud enough for her to hear, before yelling out, "Fiendfyre!"

Large flames burst from Malfoy's wand and shot straight toward Hermione.

Thinking quick, Hermione shouted, "Aguamenti!" which caused water to rupture from the tip of her wand. The water and fire hit each other with force.

The water quickly put out the fire, and that, in turn, infuriated Malfoy.

"Diffindo!"

Hermione tried to jump out of the curse's way, but was too slow, and therefore she gained a large bleeding gash on her right shoulder. She cried out in pain and shock. While Malfoy basked himself in his own pride and glory, Hermione sent out the disarming charm, knocking Malfoy's wand from his hand.

"Accio." Hermione said before Malfoy could manage to reach his wand.

Once Malfoy's wand hit Hermione's hand, she snapped it in half without a second thought.

Angered by the breaking of his wand, Malfoy lunged at Hermione, knocking her to the ground. Hermione's wand fell from her hand and rolled a mere foot away. Hermione fought Malfoy the best she could, but he was stronger than her, and she was unable to push him off. She kicked hoping to knee him in the groin, but he pressed his legs together hard enough so that she couldn't move hers. He held her arms above her head, restraning her hands. All she could do is spit in his face.

Malfoy used his free hand to wipe off the spit, and then smeared it onto Hermione's carpet beside her head.

"Stupid mudblood." Malfoy spat at her before punching her in the face.

Though Hermione willed them not to, tears spilled from her eyes.

"I overpowered you." Malfoy whispered in her ear before letting out a hollow laugh.

"What happened to you, Malfoy?" The fire was dying from her eyes, her voice was quiet, and her body had given up fighting.

"What do mean, Granger?" He asked acting clueless.

"I mean what happened to last week? Last month? Last year?"

Malfoy only stared at her.

"Why, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh, so you don't remember all of those times in my bed? You don't recall all of those passionate nights from the past year? You have no memory of last week, when you told me that you love me?" She asked in a quiet yet seducing voice.

"Oh, that." Malfoy smirked. "What makes you think, any of that was real?"

"Because, I saw the way you looked at me." Hermione whispered, causing Malfoy to laugh again.

"I'm a very good liar, Hermione." He said in a voice that he had used to tempt her so many times before. "You should have learned a long time ago, that everything I do, is for me."

"But why?" Her tears fell from her eyes.

"I was given a job. Kill you, Potter closest living friend, or be killed. I did a fantastic job at getting close to you didn't I?" Malfoy reached out and grabbed Hermione's wand. "How about one last kiss before our final goodbye?"

Hermione knew she was going to die, and she that she shouldn't want her enemy to kiss her as bad as she did, but she did. So she let him. His lips were soft and light against hers. Their lips sat, barely touching, before his moved from her mouth to her ear.

"You know, I might have actually fallen in love with you, had you not been a Potter loving mudblood. Avada Kedavra." He whisper.

She saw green and then black.