Draco on the other side of the other wall slid down to the floor and buried his face in his hands. He took several deep breaths trying to ease the ache in his chest- the ever present pain from the scars mixed with a deeper emotional ache- listening to the rain pound against his bedroom window and the thunder rattle the glass. They’d kissed, and Merlin, he burned for her, it felt like every nerve had been lit on fire. He could still feel her hands on his skin, the warmth of her body soft against his. And then how cold he’d felt when she’d pushed him away. She’d pushed him away as soon as she realized what they were doing. He shook himself mentally, letting his head fall back against the door behind him. The cold hard truth was that she’d married him to keep Scorpius safe. That was all, but god, it ripped his heart to shreds and put it back together again all at the same time. 