She'd missed his lips, his arms wrapped around her, the way his breath tickled against her skin. Pansy had missed him. Their lips fit together perfectly. Faintly she heard the sound of his belt unbuckling, though Pansy didn't really clue in for another few moments. "Draco." She whispered against his lips before pulling back slightly and snaking a hand down between their bodies in order to rub her palm against the front of his jeans.