Draco is the last one to walk up, before I can even step into his embrace he pulls me towards him, his hand in my neck and cushing me into his chest. I am overwhelmed by his scent filling my nostrils. If I could I would bury my face in his sweater and inhale it all. His arms are wrapped around me and he taps his fingers on my spine, exactly on the snake tattoo. I just know that he is still wearing his on his shoulder and it connects us, sending shivers through my body. There is still so much love between us, burning and hurting us both.