Under Yellow Covers
Disclaimer:- I do not own Harry Potter
A/N;- Check out my other fics to find out who the mysterious person is; HINT, It has to do with Quidditch.
Draco wrapped himself in the thin yellow coverlet and rolled to face the person sharing his bed. The hair spread out over the pillow, one hand tucked under it, the face strangely peaceful in sleep, in a way it never was in real life. Draco reached a hand up and gently stroked the face, and a smile played over the beautiful lips for a moment. He rested his arm on the chest and watched his lover sleep, gently playing with the hair that met his hand. Slowly his bedmate woke and turned sleepy eyes to Draco.
"Hey," came the sleep muffled welcome. Draco smiled, a true smile.
"Hey," he replied as he moved to catch the sinful lips with his. "Ready for round six?" a chuckled met his words and the two of them sank back into bliss.