"Well you think about it then, mother. But don't take too long. I will not be second choice to a murdering, raping, sadistic arsehole. If you want to have anything to do with me, then make your mind up quickly. Me or him. Those are your options. Let me know when you've decided." Bitter acid as Draco spoke, words clipped and sharp, and then he stepped back from his mother, staring down at her and she up at him, their eyes locked, and Hermione felt again like she was intruding.