Her POV

I woke up later than usual, feeling fresh and whole. Slightly stirring, I was confused that I was not in the four-poster bed that I had desired last night, but on the soft-green sofa with my princes arms around me. It makes perfect sense that I would be here with him.

I remember sitting next to him, leaning into him, feeling him beside me. I remember stressing that he would try something and feeling relieved when he didn't. I remember finding trust in him, believing that he wouldn't hurt me and he hasn't.

The weight upon my head shifted slightly and I froze. My body refused to move, but myt mind was over working. What will happen when he wakes up? Will he yell and scream obscenities at me? Would he run away? Will he reject me?

A stream of his white-blonde hair fell before my eyes as he shifted his head again. I still could not move a muscle. Any minute now he'll see that it is me that he's with. His arms loosened their hold on me as he seemed to steady his thoughts but immediately tightened.

I looked up and saw his stormy-grey eyes piercing into my own. "Good morning my love" he softly and I couldn't help but grin. My perfect prince really did love me.

His POV

As I woke up, I felt my pillow moving slightly. When I shifted my head and opened my eyes, my hair messily fell over my face and I heard a quiet gasp. Her body froze and I think she stopped breathing.

What have I done? Did I do anything? Please no! she trusted me, if I did please forgive me! I didn't think I did, I would have remembered. I remember her smell, I remember hugging her close to me, I remember her falling asleep on me.

I looked down and gazed into her caramel-brown eyes that melted me before greeting her good morning. Her face lit up and seemed to split in two as she grinned widely at me before replying. I don't know why, but she looked relieved that I was nice.

I suppose that after all of these years, that she would have expected me to hate her again. I don't think that I could ever dislike her again, even pretend to like I did before. I have learnt not to discriminate against people for their blood.

Her voice suddenly shattered my thoughts, "Draco, are we together?" her sweet voice asked me as she gazed into my eyes. I melted at her question and smiled down at my beautiful princess whispering, "If you want" as I leant in and capturing her mouth with mine before she could reply.

Ok…yep its soppy and fluffy…review and give thought, please!

Mwah

Queen of the Scoubies