He was fast as lightning, and about as unforgiving. His hand shot out, fingers tangled in her curls, and he yanked her head back so that she had no choice but to stare into his dark, murderous gaze. "Don't," Draco began in a low, almost inaudible voice. Though it was as terrifying as when he screamed so loud his voice rasped dry and beaten. "Don't fucking lie to me. Again."