"Do we have to?" Draco asked, a slight glint to his eye as he traced the back of her hand with his fingers. While he doubted that they would be satisfied with just a few shots of them holding hands and looking all lovey dovey as he'd heard it called, he hoped they wouldn't want him half undressed with the two of them fawning over each other. Wouldn't be bad, but he didn't cherish the thought of his parents seeing that. Which reminded him, he'd have to tell her about meeting his dad that morning.
Back to his thoughts about the shoot, he suspected it would be somewhere in the middle, the two of them soaked in the rain, kissing. Well, that was acceptable. To be honest, he was actually looking forward to it. Ever since their conversation in the journals, he'd remembered how it had been years ago, before he'd even gone to Hogwarts, before Potter, before everything. He drew her hand up, kissing it lightly, pulling her closer. Around them, the camera's clicked. Yeah, they were liking it. Too bad they had to be there at that moment.