"I’ve waited this long, you can wait another thirty minutes." And when he kisses her this time she’s breathless for an entirely different reason. Having gotten her to stay, the tired sweet Draco is back in an instant with deep tender kisses that make her forget how to breathe altogether. He switches so seamlessly between the two versions that the emotional whiplash is staggering. He peppers small kisses along her jawline before tucking her soft and plaint body back into his chest. She’s so lost in his scent, the fact that his hands are somehow still cold, and the sound of his heartbeat echoing in her ear that it takes her a couple of minutes before her mind clears enough that the panic starts to set in.