Scars: A Dramione Veela Story

Chapter 19

Draco's pov.

I hear birds chirping outside the window and see the bright sunshine that fills the room. I sit up in bed and rub my eyes. I clamber out of bed and pull on a green tee shirt and some dark jeans. I walk into the bathroom and brush my teeth. I run my fingers through my hair and decide to give it a trim. I take out my wand and with one hand put my fingers in my hair so it would be shorter and with the other wave my wand muttering a spell. I brush the cut hair into a pile and vanish it. I stick my wand back in my jeans and exit the room. I had twenty minutes before the quidich match against Gryffindor and decided to come back and change.

I exit my room and start down the stairs. I reach the bottom and walk over to the kitchenette. I grab the kettle and put it on the stove to be boiled in the meantime I find the teapot and put in a tea bag. I take a seat one of the bar stools and grab a book sitting on the counter. Living with Hermione I had discovered that I would always find piles of books on every surface.

I look over at the fireplace and there she was lying under a mountain of blankets and pillows. I stand up and walk over to her. I could kiss her and she would never know. I lean in and brush my lips against hers. She shuffles at little in her sleep and mutters quietly. I walk back to the now whistling kettle and pour the boiling water. I know the kiss worked cause if I reached into the back of my mind I could tell she was content. I pour the water in the teapot and walk back to the book.

A few minutes later the tea has steeped so I grab a mug and pour the dark liquid into it. I walk into our library and find a comfy chair and sit down.

A quarter of an hour later~~

I put down my book and go upstairs to change into my quidich gear.