6:43pm
BANG.
Her fist smashed into the dashboard.
"GROW UP?" she screamed in annoyance, and he winced at her words. "Rich, Malfoy, real rich. Of the two of us, you're the one that needs to learn right from wrong."
His eyes flashed in pain for a moment. "So it's back to surnames then?" Draco glanced over at Hermione sitting on his left.
"It never should have gone past them." She wouldn't acknowledge him, and continued to stare out the window watching the buildings of London flash by.
Hermione reached over across his left hand on the gear shift. Turning a knob, the radio clicked on and music filled the silence of the vehicle.
'Time
runs through our veins.
(It starts and stops and starts and stops
again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(The
time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time to let this
pass.'
