Solace

She had only given in because she was lonely. He realised that. But Draco couldn't help taking advantage of the affection she willingly gave. It wasn't a secret that he had consistently been a selfish man, and with her-his greed knew no bounds.

The time spent together-under the darkness of night-always felt fleeting, stolen, just seconds away from being out of grasp. So he continued feigning sleep every night; unsure fingers would burn paths into his skin as if she needed to memorise him, too.

Themes of grief - dramione hea