A/N: So I haven't posted in forever, but I will be uploading the rest of this story today. Then you guys can finish it!
Bed was one of Astoria's favorite places. No one could bother them here. It was their safe haven. There were no mother-in-laws, no sick sisters, no press. It was just them and they could find peace here. Sometimes, in the mornings, she just liked to lie here, looking at his face—just happy they were together.
Gently, her finger traced the line of Draco's jaw. She wondered, briefly, why people always looked so peaceful when they slept. It just didn't make sense—the look that fell upon people as they slept. Well, that was a question to ponder another day.
"Why are you staring at me?" Draco mumbled as he blinked his eyes open.
"Because you're pretty," she responded.
He snorted and pulled her into his arms. "You're just now figuring that out?"
"Oh, I've always known that," she responded with a smile. "Besides, I didn't want to hurt your manly pride by using the word pretty."
Draco laughed. "Dear, my pride is perfectly fine, I assure you."
She grinned. "I love you."
"I love you, too."