She walked passed, not even noticing I was there, with Scar head and Weaselbee. That's when I saw it. Most was covered by her annoyingly long skirt, but it was there nonetheless. I wonder how far up it goes? The thought of tracing the soft skin it covered was all I wanted to do now; and she was walking further away. "Oy, Granger! What's with the tramp stamp?"

Ron considered bolting. When he tried his knees only buckled slightly. Draco's chest was heaving, Ron could feel it against him. He turned his eyes to meet the other's. Draco's gaze held a yearning that immobilized him further. This can't be real, he thought. It's all a crazy dream. [Slash/Lemon ahead!][Review/Fav/Follow Please! :D][Update coming 2016]