Draco, already looming over her, stepped forward until she backed herself against a wall and then wrapped his fingers around her throat, applying a slight pressure to her windpipe. "Where is he?" She choked a bit. He shifted his grip so that his pressure points aligned with her arteries instead. "You know what I loathe, Penny? Threatening people. I find it tiresome. You know what I hate more? Having to explain my threats to people. So, why don't you spare us both the time and effort and fucking talk."