His walls would come down, he would double down his efforts. Because if snogging Granger could be like this forever– as he was coming to realize was destined– then he was all in. Her skin was soft and warm under the palm of his hand, her lips moved perfectly with his own, and she tasted of earl grey with a hint of honey– his favorite. The sounds she made clenched around Draco’s chest instantly. But when Granger moved her hands from Draco’s shoulders into his hair, he released a pained groan, a groan he’d been holding in since they’d collided in the corridor.