A/N: These are just some random thoughts that popped into my head one day. Enjoy!
Glittering, brown eyes stared into stormy, grey ones.
The swirling depths pulled her in, every time.
She could never resist him. But she wouldn't tell him that.
Those damnable puppy eyes and pouty, pink lips.
She sighed.
He pouted.
She frowned.
He mentally counted to ten.
One.
Two.
Three-
"Yes, Draco, of course I'll marry you!"