D R A C O ' S P O V :
I'm not sure when the feeling started:
the first time
that I thought about what it would be like to press my lips against yours.
I swear,
I haven't always had those thoughts
something changed
on that December night
when I first thought about kissing you,
slowly,
our lips working in sync with each other,
our tongues meet,
and our bodies melting together.
It's a wild thought, to think these feelings could be mutual.
But somehow
I was sure you were laying in bed,
struggling to fall asleep,
thinking about the exact same things
as I did.
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ONE LAST CHANCE | Draco Malfoy
Fanfiction"You were like a wild rose in a wide meadow. No matter how much I want you, no matter how pretty you are, I will never be able to pick you and take you with me. [...] No matter how much I want you, I will never really be able to have you with me, be...
