In answer, Draco dipped his head and placed gentle kisses against the soreness of her throat; his fingers circling the dark marks on her windpipe. "I'm sorry," he murmured against her fragile skin. "I am so, so sorry. I never meant for you to get hurt, to get involved in this business – this life – but I am sorry, Penny, because now that you're here I can't let you go." A forced swallow. "I wish I was strong enough to let you go but I'm not. I'm not strong enough, Pen. I want you. No, fuck. I need you."