Eventually, Harry left with Theo, they’d head back to Scotland tomorrow. It was too late to make any difference now anyway. Draco had kept a casual distance the whole time Theo and Harry were there, hoovering near her but never touching her. The moment they finished stepping through the Floo, he was crossing the room holding his hand out to her. As soon as her hand settled into his, he was pulling her towards him. She wasn’t on her feet longer than a second before one hand was tangling into her hair and the other was hoisting her up to his chest, her legs wrapping around his waist naturally bringing them face to face. 