Draco pulled her back to the present once more as they stared at the rain from the balcony. It had been five years since her departure from England, and they were ready to return. The things she and Draco had learned and explored in these years were unmentionable. They were not the same people anymore. They were something else. Something more. Just as their partnership eventually became more, so much more. They could not operate without the other. The muggle books called it codependency, it also cited how toxic that is and unhealthy - but to them, it was exactly how they wanted to be. It was how they were happy.