“She sat there for a long time, her hands in the earth behind her, her face to the sky, breathing relief.
Then she caught his eye and smiled at him.
The Great Wall of Quashing was obliterated.
Something vast and nameless swelled in his heart.
This witch was – this witch was – he hadn’t the words for it, but he was struck by it. It wanted to engulf him.
The sphere of light glowed, still. But it wasn’t in the Deluminator.
It was in him”
―
isthisselfcare,
Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love