Drarry One-Shots 2

when they're asleep

34. "They're so cute when they're asleep."

"They're so cute when they're asleep," Lavender said, her homework laying unfinished on the coffee table in front of her, in favour of watching the tangled mess that was Harry and Draco sleeping cuddled on the couch to her right.

"Harry's literally drooling all over Draco's cashmere sweater," Ron replied after glancing in their direction. "Draco's gonna pout at him when they wake up, and we will all be locked out of the dorm again because they're addicted to make-up sex."

"You ruined it," Lavender scowled and shot him a glare. She stabbed her quill into the inkpot and began working on her homework again, frustration clearly written on her face.

"I know," Ron shrugged and looked down at his own parchment only to sigh helplessly. "Help me with Divination homework?"

Lavender shot him a dirty look. "After you just ruined my perfect moment of admiring true love in such proximity to me? I. Think. Not."

Hermione looked up at them from where she was making notes from a book to Ron's left.

"You should have dropped that subject when you had the chance, Ron," she said completely unapologetically.

"I'm sorry, I was too busy saving the world to bother with school!"

"You can't keep using that as an excuse," Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I can and I will," Ron said in a determined tone followed by a frown. "When Harry remembers that other people exist and he can't just lock us all out to sleep in the common room, I will get my needed beauty sleep and quit complaining. Until then, deal with it."

"Potter is drooling over Draco again," said someone over Ron's head. Said someone turned out to be Zabini. Ron should've expected it.

"I know," he huffed in response. "He's been drooling for the past twenty minutes, and I'd bet you five galleons that Draco's gonna wake up once the drool seeps through the fabric and, like, reaches his skin."

"That's so gross, Ron!" Lavender groaned and threw her quill sharpener at him. "What's wrong with you?!"

Ron glared at Lavender for throwing the sharpener at him, then at Zabini for coming to bother him, and then at Hermione, who pretended to read when she was obviously enjoying his misery.

"What's gross is me coming back to my bloody dorm to cum residue over the wall," he spat at all three of them. "What's gross is the fact we have to endure their disgusting lovey-dovey behaviour when they're awake and then dread what they're gonna do next when they're asleep."

"God, Ron," Hermione finally interrupted. "Just do your homework and forget about them."

"I'll forget about them when I stop having back pains from sleeping on the couch!" he shot back and then added, for good measure, "I didn't save the world for this!"

Zabini snickered, which made Lavender laugh, which then made Hermione burst out cackling. Ron glared at them, but it seemed to only make them laugh harder. He hated his life.