Meeting with Pansy
Draco go home only in the evening and says that he won't be home tonight because he is important work in ministry.
Draco is clear that Astoria doesn't believe it, and he is suprising that she says nothing. Draco become clear that she has other plans. Romantic plans with Theodore.
He meets Pansy at the appointed time in the Daphne house. They exchange a few words of greeting and then Draco takes her hand, leading her upstairs. The tension between them is palpable as they enter the bedroom, but it only serves to heighten the anticipation.
Their clothes are shed quickly, revealing their bodies to each other. Draco takes in Pansy's curves, her soft skin, the way her breath catches in her throat when he touches her. She responds in kind, marveling at his strength, his masculinity, the way he makes her feel wanted and desired.
They make love with a passion that defies words, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. As they come together in that moment, it's not just their bodies that unite, but their souls as well. He can't help but feel a pang of guilt for the hurt he's caused Pansy, but he knows deep down that he'll never be able to love Astoria the way he loves her.
Afterward, they lie entwined, catching their breath. Draco leans in to kiss Pansy's forehead, his hand running through her hair. She looks up at him, her eyes shining with love and affection. He knows that he has to be careful with his words, but he can't help but express his gratitude for her understanding and her patience.
"Thank you, Pansy," he whispers. "That you didn't left me."
She smiles up at him, reaching up to cup his cheek. "You don't have to thank me. I'm just glad that we could be together even if it is secret ."