He stared back at her with a deep hunger in his eyes as he held the handkerchief to the wound on her neck. Using the index finger of his free hand, he caressed her skin, wiping away a droplet of blood that was running down her chest and bringing it to his lips. Her mouth suddenly became dry as she watched him suck her blood from his finger and groan. The fact that Draco Malfoy would make a noise other than disgust because of her blood was unbelievable, and yet there she was, witnessing that very thing. He held her gaze, giving his signature smirk, and instead of wanting to slap it off his face, she found herself wanting to lick it off.