Draco smiled. He loved the look on his lover's face as he slept, especially after having sex. He looked so perfectly peaceful.
He kissed Harry's forehead and whispered a soft I love you in his ear, which Harry answered with a low groan. Draco carefully stepped out of the bed and put on his slippers.
He walked down the creaking steps - shivering with cold. Even his warm bathrobe couldn't shut out the terrible draft in the Black residence and he longed for a nice, hot cup of tea.
Draco's eyes were drawn upon a small ray of light coming from the kitchen. He could've sworn he'd put out the candles. He opened the door and saw two shapes sitting at the wooden kitchen table. One of them had bright red hair...
"Weasley?" Draco snapped. "What the hell are you doing in Potter's house?"
"I could ask you the same question," one of the shapes answered, while stepping into the light, revealing its face...
He kissed Harry's forehead and whispered a soft I love you in his ear, which Harry answered with a low groan. Draco carefully stepped out of the bed and put on his slippers.
He walked down the creaking steps - shivering with cold. Even his warm bathrobe couldn't shut out the terrible draft in the Black residence and he longed for a nice, hot cup of tea.
Draco's eyes were drawn upon a small ray of light coming from the kitchen. He could've sworn he'd put out the candles. He opened the door and saw two shapes sitting at the wooden kitchen table. One of them had bright red hair...
"Weasley?" Draco snapped. "What the hell are you doing in Potter's house?"
"I could ask you the same question," one of the shapes answered, while stepping into the light, revealing its face...
Harry opened his eyes with a loud gasp. He tried to get up, but was gently pushed back.
"Take it easy, mate." Ron whispered.
"How are you feeling, Harry?" Audrey whispered, while checking his pulse.
"Dizzy," Harry muttered. "Where am I?"
"St.Mungo's," Hermione answered. "You took quite a hit."
"We thought you were having some sort of seizure," Ron explained.
"What are you talking about?" Harry said. "Where's Draco?"
"Oh, Harry..."
"Take it easy, mate." Ron whispered.
"How are you feeling, Harry?" Audrey whispered, while checking his pulse.
"Dizzy," Harry muttered. "Where am I?"
"St.Mungo's," Hermione answered. "You took quite a hit."
"We thought you were having some sort of seizure," Ron explained.
"What are you talking about?" Harry said. "Where's Draco?"
"Oh, Harry..."
"This isn't possible," Draco whispered, feeling his head spinning. "You're..."
"Dead?" a female voice answered. "Guilty as charged."
"I know you," Draco whispered, while staring at the girl's bushy hair, tied up with a bright pink bow.
"Lavender Brown," Lavender said, smiling. "Had a huge crush on her Won Won and slain by Fenrir Greyback."
"Sorry."
"I don't want to be the party pooper, but it's time," Fred interrupted looking at his watch.
"But Harry..."
"Harry is where he belongs, Draco," Fred said.
Draco started to cry - realising the undeniable truth.
"Don't despair. You will see him again," Lavender said. "Oh look. We're being expected."
A bright light illuminated the room, consuming the three shapes. Draco felt nothing, but pure happiness. He was finally free.
"Dead?" a female voice answered. "Guilty as charged."
"I know you," Draco whispered, while staring at the girl's bushy hair, tied up with a bright pink bow.
"Lavender Brown," Lavender said, smiling. "Had a huge crush on her Won Won and slain by Fenrir Greyback."
"Sorry."
"I don't want to be the party pooper, but it's time," Fred interrupted looking at his watch.
"But Harry..."
"Harry is where he belongs, Draco," Fred said.
Draco started to cry - realising the undeniable truth.
"Don't despair. You will see him again," Lavender said. "Oh look. We're being expected."
A bright light illuminated the room, consuming the three shapes. Draco felt nothing, but pure happiness. He was finally free.