And fuck everything, it’s her, and he is not going to allow another chance to slip away. He takes her hand and pulls her to him, and she’s right there, soft and warm and eager. Her arms go around his neck, and his mouth finds hers. It’s impossible that she responds like this, that she lets him in. Impossible that her hand slides down into his back pocket and pulls his hips forward so she can grind against him. Impossible that she keeps saying his name. "Draco, I’ve missed you so much ... Draco ... Draco ..."