He couldn't say anything right now. The memories were far too overpowering. Leaning against Ginny, letting her tug him close, Draco just leaned against her chest and kept his eyes closed. He whimpered once, but after that, he couldn't do anything. This...he just stayed where he was, limp in her arms for the time being.
It was all that he could do, as he'd just showed every secret he ever held to her. It was something that no Slytherin had ever done before, not that he'd been aware of. Every Slytherin kept some secrets to themselves.