dramione one shots

13 | what the hell

He looked down at her sleeping form, where thee brunette lay on the floor.  It wasn't meant to be like this. She was the lady, so she had the bed. But being the stubborn Gryffindor she was, she had refused to sleep in a Slytherin bed. Her bed was made up of a few of Draco's blankets and pillows and she was wearing one of his old school shirts, which was way too big for her.

But somehow, the shirt looked better on her than it did on him.

Draco sighed before getting up and doing what he should've done a long time ago. Move her to the bed. He slipped from under the covers and picked up the girl. Surprisingly, she wasn't heavy at all and Draco was having no problem transferring her to the bed. But when he put her down, her hands clasped around his shirt, pulling him in. He tensed at her action.

"No..." she moaned. He just froze. What she awake. Was she talking to him?

"Don't go..?!"

He took a deep breathe, deciding what to do. She'd kill him if they woke up together. But then again she shivered underneath him. He knew she was cold. He just didn't want to invade her personal space.

'But when have you ever listened to Granger?' His mind argued with him.

And he knew his mind had won. He'd never listened to Granger before. So why should he now? And without question, he sipped into the bed next to her, transferring his heat to her small delicate body. She automatically wrapped her arms around him, still in her sleeping trance, and he wrapped his arms around her, their legs tangling together.

He knew she would kill him, but what the hell.

I know this is short but I had like no time to write it. tomorrow im putting up my xmas treeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so basically ill be able to think of CHRISTMAS ONE SHOTS¬!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAYAYYAYAYYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYYA

4TH DECEMBER WATCHA OUTA

I DONT KNOW WHY

GOODBYE!

(that rhymed >.<)