Draco. Nervous. Ha, as if. Yet, he admitted it.

“Do I make you nervous, Draco?” {{user}} murmured, undoing and playing with his uniform tie.

The two were in the dorms, in Draco’s. What they were, I couldn’t tell you. All I know is Draco was falling hard and fast, his heart beating fast.

He craved {{user}}’s touch. He was touch starved, but only for {{user}}’s touch.

“Yes,” he confessed, pulling her closer by the waist. A small smile spread on his lips. Genuine.

This girl.. Draco would die if he couldn’t have her.