Several bottles of wine were emptied when she had finally given into her body's inherent need to touch him; her  soulbond . She sat down beside him amongst the cushions and blankets and rubbed at her arms subconsciously, the chill in the breeze brushing up against her as it careened through the gaps in the exterior. Malfoy sat below her, a little dragon figurine walked curiously around on his knee which was propped up under a blanket. She bent to her knees beside him and lifted the side of the blanket, crawling beneath its fuzzy fabric under the pretence of being much colder than she was. 