Challenge: Yorkshire Moors
Word Count: 100
“Yes. Friends. Nothing more.” Granger sheathed her wand with a bit more force than necessary. “Why would you think otherwise?”
“Because Draco vanished from a picnic with his fiancee, then showed up days later in Salisbury with a portkey for Thrace to 'meet a friend'.” Severus folded his arms. “What, pray tell, was I supposed to think?”
Draco scowled. “That it's none of your business.”
“Oh, to be sure. But a rendezvous with someone you cordially loathe - “
“Not since the charity quidditch match at Yorkshire Moors,” said Granger. “We served on the steering committee.”