"You speak as if you have any evidence to start with." Draco's face fell once he turned to look at Potter, appalled that the green eyed male kept insisting he would ever hurt his wife. "I fail to see why I have to remind you of this every time you decide to open your bloody mouth: If you think I would have ever laid a hand on the Ministry's golden girl, you're sorely mistaken. Contrary to your idiotic beliefs, I don't have a death wi- wish." Draco coughed into the crook of his arm as he finished what he had to say to Potter. The lift dinged before the doors pushed open. Draco didn't look back as he headed to the apparation points, even when Potter called out to him.