"No," Hermione said. "No, no, no, no, no. Are you kidding me right now?" Draco could feel the rage coming off of her in scathing waves. It almost burned his skin. "No, Draco. I had to witness a woman being murdered and unspeakable things happening to her corpse, I fucked a despicable man after he tortured me with the Cruciatus, I let you screw with my mind until you almost drove me crazy, but I’m putting my foot down. I am  not  fucking Zabini."