A/N: Hi! I wrote this originally for a different fandom. But I thought it really went well for HP. I don't really expect ne1 to understand it. It's a drabble, duh look at the length! Please enjoy! I hope you like it.
This is what he wanted. And I promise myself it's just for tonight. Here I go again, thinking of your lips. His are pressed against mine, his arms snaked around my waist, but my mind reels with your memory. His heat wraps around me, his kisses hot against my skin, my thoughts reminiscing to the days when you held me close to your chest.
"Harry." I whisper, your image burns in my mind, his hands respond to my urgent pleas. "Harry…" I whisper again. I hear him mumble, I don't care. I feel his wet tears stain my skin, but your memory persists. I feel my own tears, they stain his skin, he becomes desperate.
"Draco…" He moans into my neck. His hands flutter hastily through my body, relieving me of the fabric's tight constraints. He hears me whisper your name, I know he does, but he continues to caress me, pushing me tighter against the bed, pinning me harder against the pillows.
His movements become rapid, almost frantic. His lips turn animalistic; his hunger is nothing I've ever seen before. I do not protest as he begins to rip apart the last of my garments away from my body. I allow him to control me, I allow his hands to roam my body, I allow him to own me. Just for tonight, I promise myself. Just for tonight. This is what he wanted, something to remember me by.
If anyone understood what he felt right now, it was me. Love…it was a painful trick on the heart. I would surrender myself to him, even if it's just for tonight. Just for tonight, I promise myself. This is what he wanted.
A/N: Useless drabble, ne?