She cups his jaw to bring him closer, and Harry lets her move him easily, until the head is pushed up against his lips. She lets go, then, leaning back on her hands, and watches. Harry opens his mouth slowly, letting her rest on his tongue. She feels hot and heavy, and Harry thinks that maybe he has been missing out on something all these years. He closes his lips around her, his eyes flitting up when he hears Draco release a heavy breath. Her brows are furrowed slightly, but she smiles at him when he meets her eyes. 