Dramione Drabbles

Drabble # 3: Choice

"There is only one way, Granger. I have to do it." Draco set his jaw as Hermione gaped at him, opening and closing her mouth like a fish.

When she finally found her voice, she said, "How – how can you even think that? You don't have to, Malfoy! You can just go to Dumbledore! He'll protect you, he'll save you. You won't be in danger anymore, Malfoy, you –" Hermione stopped when she saw the look of blazing hatred on his face.

"You think that Dumbledore can help? You really think that old fool can outwit the Dark Lord?" Draco sneered. His voice suddenly became dangerously quiet. "You know nothing, Granger. To think that Dumbledore could help – ha!"

"It's true!" Hermione nodded vehemently. "Just go to the Order, and –"

"Shut up, Granger. I have no choice, and that's that." Draco stared at her coldly, daring her to say anything again.

Hermione was surprised to feel tears pricking at her eyes. She gazed into the bottomless depths of his eyes and whispered, "There's always another way. You'll always have another choice."

And with that, she turned and left him there, lost in thought.