Someone to Hold (фемслэш)

Draco breathes in audibly, tiredly. “What do you want, Potter?”
What does she want. It’s a loaded question, and one she’s surprisingly unprepared to answer. Just over an hour ago, she was dead. Harry never expected to be allowed to want anything ever again.
or, in the wake of the war, harry finally allows herself to admit a truth she’s been avoiding.