"Yes, Draco," she said, and his long finger entered her, where only her fingers had ever been before, and it brought everything inside her together, tightly, impossibly close. And that warmth in her middle was wrung free, and spilled into every part of her body. She came onto her toes and Draco’s arm supported her. She turned her face up, seeking him, and his lips found hers in a sweet, welcoming embrace. His hand left her chest to hold her face, even as his right hand carried her through her climax. 