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"He rubs the back of his neck before he sighs. "I’m tired of watching you leave."
That is when the real truth hits you. He’s being honest. You aren’t a game or a ploy or something to pass the time, and this is not another morning-after. It has never been another morning-after, not to him, at least. You matter more than all the others.
And just like that, everything that you believed about Draco Malfoy is wrong. You don’t know him, and maybe it’s your fault. Maybe you were too busy counting ceiling tiles, arguing with yourself, and keeping your distance, to really see all the reasons why he was holding you so tight - why he always held you so tightly.
And it stuns you.
"Stay." He says the word as if it’s a foreign word that he’s speaking for the first time.
You still can’t believe it. “Stay?”