(Demented Chapter Number Four)

Draco was in bed. Since the author of this story didn't feel like building up any detailed suspense...he heard a loud noise behind him. It sounded like the heavy breathing of -

"I smell Moodblood!"

"Damn you, Draco, do you have to always ruin the moment?"

"Moment? Moment? There has never been a 'moment', Granger, nor will there ever be one. Now get out of my room before I have to kill you."

And then, in an attempt to disprove all theories of Draco/Mudblood relations, Hermione pulled out her wand and killed Draco.