God knows how she managed to pull her lips from his.
Draco froze. He was barely catching his breath — he was breathing so hard that she couldn’t find appropriate words to describe it. He looked so good that she was ready to condemn herself to death. His hair was tousled with her hands and his lips were throbbing after her kisses… Beautiful. Dreadfully handsome.
"You’re trembling,” he whispered.
“Stop it! Don’t do this to us, Draco. You love me!”
He froze for a moment just to look into her eyes.
He hesitated while the thought was spinning in his head.
Yes, yes, yes, damn, yes, yes, yes…
And then she finished him off. She touched his lips with her fingers, drove them over his eyelids, cheeks and chin. She whispered softly.
“You love me as much as I love you”
“Come on, Granger, come on, kill me, kill me!” He cried and suddenly…
He heard these words. They burst and flew out of his mouth so dense, alive and real that he felt a hot wave of relief wash over him.
Tears streamed down her cheeks and he was sure that her lips lightly whispered sorry before the spell.
“No one and never, Granger.” He whispered so quietly that she could hardly hear him. “No one else and never.”
