And why it had been five years was because in that moment, someone could have drawn a wand on him and Draco wouldn't have noticed. He would have noticed nothing but Harry, the way he looked, the drag of his tongue, and how all those touches left the paler wizard whimpering and whining, wanting more and yet already growing two sensitive.

It was Harry's words that brought Malfoy out of his daze. It took a second for them to sink in and then he was spinning towards the window, dipping down to try and get the wand out of his pocket and at the ready.

"Is that your bloody owl?" he asked, staring at Potter. Merlin's beard but he hoped so.