"I should be saying that, Ginny," whispered Draco softly as he gave her a steady glance.
"I let my father nearly hire someone to fucking rape me," he whispered softly. "That's...damn." He shook his head cautiously. "I've tried to live up to the reputation I'm supposed to have, but I can't. That's not who I am, not really." He shivered once, then laid back with her.
It wouldn't be long before a nap were to be in order, or so he thought.