Draco nodded, listening. He was hoping that she could talk out some of the feelings that she was harboring, and that she'd feel better after having someone to listen to her work through things on her own. He was there to listen, to encourage, and to offer support. "I'm so sorry, Story." He said, closing his eyes and cuddling close against her. "I think you're right; it's a good idea to give her some time to heal before bringing it up with her."
He laughed. "Who cares what the gossip would be? Mother wouldn't care. And it's not like I'd be keeping you captive. You'd be a resident in my house. In my bed."