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Draco III

You sat in your room, your head pounding and the thoughts of your late night adventures with your boyfriend coming back. You and your boyfriend Draco had gone on a late night broomstick ride last night to look at the stars, and now you couldn't even sit up you were in so much pain. You had decided to skip lunch and morning classes for the day, just to go back to sleep.

Not long into your nap, you were being shaken awake. "(y/n)? Wake up babe." You flickered your eyes open, blinking and clearing your vision. You gave a lazy smile when you saw your boyfriend, the cause of pain, sitting next to you on your bed. You didn't say anything, just looked at him. His pale skin, silver eyes, messy hair, loose tie. Everything. You blinked slowly as he gave you a confused look.

"Baby, how come you weren't in Potions? Are you okay?" You just shook your head, scooting over on your bed and pulling on his arm weakly, trying to bring him closer to you. He chuckled and layed down, wraping his arm around your neck and rubbing his hand up and down your arm. As you placed your head directly over his heart, you remembered when you started dating two years earlier. Draco didn't look like much of a cuddler, but you had a habit of getting sick or just a lot of headaches, causeing him to often lay with you. His heart beat was your favourite thing. You could just lay there for hours, listening to it. Thinking of how many times the owner of it had saved your life.

He was a surprisingly sweet boy, sraight out of the movie screens and book pages. Only for you though. In moments like this, you couldn't help but think of everything he has done for you; every emotion he only shows to you. The emotions most others think he doesn't have. And in these moments, listening to his heart, you couldn't help but think that yours was beating for his. The noise that was filling your ear as he breathed was the reason that you could even be laying here. It was the reason that you were so happy.

He played with your hair slightly, brushing it out of your face. Everything that you stood for was laying here beside you. And your last thoughts as you drifted off to sleep was of all the great times you spent with him.