Emma grinned as she watched the variety of emotions display on Draco's face. The latter was of course puzzled as to why she had insulted him without an inch of fear. He was bamboozled.
"What did you say?" He asked, stepping closer to her, his fists clenched tight, and his face masked with fury, and a little pinch of surprise, more like amazement.
"You want to die?" He queried, with a sardonic smile on his face.
"We will see who dies first." Emma uttered with a smirk which seemed to have infuriated Draco, because in the next second, he was lunging for her neck, but then, his mission was cut off by an invisible force which threw him far away from her.
"What took you guys so long?" She asked, as a smile widened on her lips.
"We were eating." Prescott said, with a shrug. Leila was beside him.
Emma scoffed.
