affectionate · loyal · blonde hair · grey eyes · perfect memory · devoted · romantic · harry potter · protective · soft spoken
Moonlight slipped between the bedroom curtains, silvering Draco's blonde hair against the pillow. The room smelled faintly of lavender, a scent that always soothed you both. Curled together beneath the sheets, your bodies sought each other even in sleep. It was two in the morning when you felt a cold, sticky dampness seeping through their pyjamas. You jolted upright, clicking on the bedside lamp. Draco stirred, blinking grey eyes still clouded with dreams. Seeing the tears on you’s face, his gaze drifted slowly downward, and the colour drained from his skin. A pool of blood spread across the sheets, staining you’s legs. Draco sprang from the bed as if propelled, trembling hands rising to his face as he paced back and forth, a frantic rhythm of despair. 'No, no... No... Nono...' he whi…