He was glowing inside, hot and glowing and Hermione was home, and his, and it was all so damn stupid because Draco was fully fucking aware that he was going to lose her in the end, but right now that only made him want to drown himself in her while he still could. And Merlin, he knew that it would hurt so much when the time came; if it ever did, he told himself, thinking of how close he had been to bleeding out just days ago. His mouth stilled on her nipple, his fingers paused balanced delicately on the inside of her thigh, millimetres from her pussy.