"It’s fucking killing me, Granger. I can feel when you walk in a room. I can feel it when you wake up, when you go to sleep. It’s like I’m attuned to your very being. And when I’m not with you, it’s like there’s a part of me missing and it fucking hurts. Of course it fucking hurts." Malfoy’s free hand raised to her neck, a finger swept along her jaw. The hand on her elbow softened its grasp and he drew soft circles against the inside of her elbow with his thumb.  "This is the first time in two weeks I’ve felt any semblance of normalcy. I’ve fucking missed you."