"Yes," she whispered. "If I remember correctly though, you said you would give me anything I wanted. And I want this. And I don’t want to wait a second longer than I have to Draco," she swung a leg over his waist. She sat down, with her palms resting on his chest as her curls curtained around her face. "I want you Draco. All of you. Just as you are. The good. The bad. And the bloody. You are mine, and I want everyone to know it."