Draco watched Astrid's face as she took in the little living area they had first made amongst the enormous room almost two years ago now.

"It feels like a lifetime ago when we were last in here," she murmured quietly, as she walked over to the sofa where they had shared their first kiss, and tenderly stroked the upholstery.

"A lot has happened," Draco agreed, walking up behind her and placing a hand on her back.

She turned around to face him, and he found himself almost breathless as he took in her beautiful features.

"I've missed you so much," he growled, cupping a hand to her cheek, "I can hardly believe you're here."

"I am, Draco," she breathed, taking a step closer to him, closing the gap between their bodies, "I'm here."

Her blue eyes pierced longingly up into his, and he could feel the familiar stirrings in his abdomen as his pulse rate accelerated maddeningly.

He wanted her so much.

"Astrid," he breathed, and he pulled her into him, hungrily connecting his lips to hers, sensations exploding in the pit of his stomach as she responded immediately, dancing her tongue furiously against his as they ardently explored each other's mouths.

He picked her up as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, moaning into his mouth as she thrust her pelvis up against his throbbing hardness, causing a strangled groan to escape his own.

He threw her down on the cushions they had once used as a makeshift bed, breaking apart to hurriedly rip his shirt off, not even bothering to undo it properly as he pulled it up over his head, leaning back down to reconnect his lips with hers. He couldn't help but gasp in pleasure as he felt her fingertips dance fervidly across his bare skin on his back, making him shudder violently in pure ecstasy.

He pulled her t-shirt up over her head, moving his lips down to hungrily kiss the spot between her breasts as she arched her back up to allow his hands to fumble underneath to unclasp her bra. As soon as he pulled it clean away, he sighed in delight at the sight of her, greedily moving his mouth to her hardened pink buds, almost climaxing in his pants as she cried out in blazing delight.

"Draco," she gasped, between jagged, heated breaths, "please."

They both tore off the rest of their clothes until they were both completely naked. He was desperate to be inside her, but he didn't want this feeling to end and he knew the second he entered her he wouldn't even last a minute.

He pulled her into his chest, cupping the back of her head, gripping fistfuls of her hair as he kissed her with an earnest passion, relishing in the feel of their naked bodies pressed up against one another. Skin on skin, flesh against flesh. He wanted to savour this forever.

Without breaking the kiss, Astrid shifted herself so that she was now laying on top of him and his whole body tingled in the complete desire at the feel of the weight of her upon him.

His hands roamed zealously up and down the length of her, as he throbbed maddeningly into her hip, almost as if it was screaming out to find its way to her sweet, heavenly enclosure.

It was Astrid who moved herself, positioning herself in just the right spot above him. She sat up slightly, looking deep into his eyes as she pushed herself slowly down onto him. His whole body went taut with pleasure as she made her journey down, her eyes swirling in hunger as she too experienced her own sheer delight in him.

His hands clutched at her back, as she started the slow rhythmic move, trying to prevent her from going too fast, desperate not to lose control too soon. But his stomach was already knotting so dangerously tight, and the sight of her naked on top of him was driving him utterly wild.

"Baby," he gasped between fierce, heated pants, as his hands grabbed her increasing bucking hips, "I'm going to come."

No sooner had the last word left his lips, then Draco felt hot spurts shoot out way beyond his control. He closed his eyes as they started to roll upwards inside his head, waves of explosive pleasure tearing through his body, causing him to cry out over and over again.

"I'm sorry," he panted, once he had exhausted every part of him, the back of his head flopping back onto the cushions as Astrid came to a still on top of him.

He felt her fall heavily down against his chest and he immediately gathered his arms around her, shifting himself slightly so that he fell out of her, limp and spent.

He heard her release a content sigh as she nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck.

"I love you, Draco," she breathed.

"I love you too, Astrid," he murmured back, tightening his arms around her, "I love you so much."

They lay there in each others arms, as their racing hearts slowly returned to normal pace. And Draco thought he would never be able to let her go.

Never.

...

I don't know how long we had been lying there before I heard a noise.

"Draco?" I said, sitting up startled, as I gathered a blanket around me. "Did you hear that?"

His arms reached up lazily to me, pulling me back down to him. "It's probably just sounds from outside," he mumbled sleepily, nuzzling into my neck.

I tried to relax, but then another sound made me start with fright. Someone else was definitely in the room.

"Draco!" I panicked, shaking his shoulder to wake him up properly, "someone else is here!"

This time, Draco's eyes shot open and widened in horror as the distinct sound of mumbled voices drifted over from somewhere in another part of the room.

"Shit!" He exclaimed, sitting up and immediately started scrabbling for our clothes.

"Shit, indeed," a gruff, gleeful voice sounded from directly behind us.

My blood turned cold as I snapped my head up.

Staring down at us with pure exhilaration swimming in their eyes, was Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.