Alrighty, guys, here is my post! So, who's ready to find out who the spy was?

The next night found Emily and Draco in their dungeon, under their blankets. It was just like old times, Draco holding Emily in his arms as she whispered in his ear. They laughed together and joked.

After a few moments’ silence, Emily whispered, “Do you think the spy is still watching us, even after it’s all come out?” Draco started creating pictures on the palm of her hand with his fingertips.

“I don’t know, but I also don’t care. They can’t break us apart,” he whispered into her curly hair.

“I know, but it’s still a little creepy,” she said quietly. “Do you know who it is?”

“I have my suspicions…” Draco kissed the top of her head and she twisted in his arms.

“Who?” she whispered. She looked at him, confusion seeping in her eyes.

“Should I tell her or would you like to do the honors?” Draco asked loudly, staring at the door. Emily looked shocked as she stared over at the door. A figure came out from the shadows as he stared them down.

“How did you know?” he asked.

“You slipped. I saw you tailing Emily the other day; I’m not going to lie, Blaise, I don’t really appreciate you following my girlfriend.” Draco glared at the Slytherin as Emily gasped. Blaise Zabini came into view.

“I’m sorry, Draco, but it was easy money,” Blaise said quietly.

“Easy money?” Draco repeated quietly. Emily clutched his hand tighter as he became angrier. “You’ve made our lives hell!” he shouted. Emily put her other hand on his chest, trying to get him to calm down.

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have messed around. Maybe you shouldn’t have disappeared every night!” Blaise replied coldly.

“Draco, it’s okay,” Emily whispered.

“No, it isn’t, Ems. If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be in danger,” Draco said quietly.

“It was bound to come out eventually. Besides, I can take care of myself,” Emily said in a soothing voice. She smiled slightly, but Draco didn’t return it.

“Yeah, sorry ‘bout that,” Blaise said.

“No, you’re not!” Draco shouted. “You don’t care about what happens to her!”

“And…” Blaise said slowly.

“And maybe…we can use this to our advantage,” Emily said slowly, a grin creeping onto her face.

Draco looked at her crossly. “Are you mental?” he asked. Emily chuckled lightly.

“Not completely,” Emily joked. Draco didn’t laugh and Emily sighed. “Think about it; we could mess with your Dad’s head or something with Blaise feeding him stuff,” Emily said. Draco’s eyes flickered to Blaise and then back to her.

“I don’t think we should do that, Ems,” he whispered to her, holding her hands more tightly.

“Why not?” Emily asked in confusion.

“Because it’s too dangerous…If he found out, he would go after you, your family, everybody… I can’t take that risk,” he whispered.

Emily brushed the side of his face with the back of her hand and then relieved the scrunch between his brows from stress with her forefinger. “Don’t worry about me, love, I’ll be fine. Besides, it will be fun,” she said with a small smile.

“Can we please not do this?” he asked harshly, looking away from her, his eyebrows scrunching back together.

“Fine, forget I mentioned it at all,” she huffed quietly.

“So, can I leave now?” Blaise asked loudly.

“Yeah, but I’d watch your back if I were you,” Draco said with disdain. “I don’t forgive easily,” he growled. Blaise backed away from the room quickly.

“I feel like hexing him,” Emily whispered.

“Me too,” Draco agreed. “But we’ll wait until another time… We can just mess around with him for now.” Emily nodded lightly.

“I better get going,” Emily whispered after a while.

She kissed his cheek and started to stand but Draco caught her hand. “Are you angry?” he asked quietly. Emily shook her head. “Are you upset with me?” Emily didn’t make eye contact and she didn’t acknowledge the question in any way. Draco sighed quietly. He tugged on her hand gently and got her to sit beside him. He put his hand under her chin and turned her face to look at him.

“Don’t be upset,” he whispered. Emily looked down at his chest rather than his eyes. He was wearing a blue shirt. She couldn't help but think about how sexy he looks in blue. “Ems, I just don’t want us to be involved with him in any way. I want a clean cut. I don’t want to mess with him or anything like that.” Emily still wouldn’t look at him. Draco leaned forward, putting his forehead against hers. She finally met his eyes. “Can’t we just forget about him and focus on us?” he asked softly. Emily nodded slowly. “Are you still upset?”

Emily looked deep into his gray eyes before closing them all together and kissing him full on the lips. Her hand glided through his silky hair as her lips parted, her tongue investigating. Draco pushed the small of her back closer to himself as they fell back against the pillows. He smiled against her lips and she reciprocated it.

“I’ll take that as a ‘no’,” he chuckled through kisses. Emily giggled lightly before her lips were back on his.