Draco felt a weight lift from his shoulders as he stood on the Zabini’s front step and knocked on the door. Everything would be alright. His heart reminded him of the imagined kiss- and her admonishment to kiss her or let her go. He almost had kissed her, but he hadn’t wanted to color her decision with her emotions. The possibility of actually having a loving relationship though... he shoved that excited little ferret back in its box. That was something to think about later. Right now he owed his best friend an apology. 