From Wiltshire, With Love

Hermione convinces Draco to spy for the Order and she becomes his handler. But what are Draco’s true motivations? Hard to say when he's still figuring that out himself. A story of reaching adulthood during war.
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Draco cut her off before she repeated the question. “Granger, you may have my wand, but you're not in control of the flow of information here. It’s not your life on the line.”
Granger bristled at his assertion. “My life is on the line every day.”
“So. Is. Mine.” He growled at her. “Give me my fucking wand and don’t be so bloody obvious when you contact me.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “I already told you I'd be more careful next time.”
She better be.
“One more thing.”
“What, Malfoy?” she said impatiently, still angry that she hadn’t gotten the information she wanted.
He pointed his finger at her so she would understand how important this was. “You need to learn Occlumency. If you’re captured, I’m dead.”
She stared back at him defiantly. “We both are.”
He couldn’t argue with that.
She tossed his wand to the floor and Disapparated with a crack