If only he knew how badly I wanted to "wear" his name. In every goddamn sense of the word. If you would have asked me before my 7th year of Hogwarts, I would have punched you in the nose, or kneed you in the fucking nuts if you told me I’d be forever pining for Draco Malfoy. Now a days, I’d be begging you to punch me in the head in hopes of making my brain get my heart to quit dreaming of a future with Malfoy.