Draco sat next to Harry. "Hi babe," he rasps.
"Hey," Harry replies.
Draco's hair is mussed up. "Your hair is different,"
Harry comments. Draco's eyes widen. "Shit,"he curses.
"You forgot?" Harry asks, surprised.
Draco sighs and covers his face with his hands.
"Apparently," he sighs. Harry hugs him gently.
"How are you feeling?" he asks softly. Draco sniffs and cuddles into his side.
"I feel meh." Draco nuzzles Harry's neck. Harry looks concerned. Draco never cuddled with him.
"Please eat something," Harry coaxes. Draco groans and pulls Harry closer.
"Please?" Harry turns on the puppy eyes.
"Fine," Draco grunts and turns around to eat something. Harry slides his hand through soft blond hair.
"You look hot today," he comments. Draco splutters but looks up.
"Thanks." He kisses Harry. Harry threads his hand through Draco's soft messy hair.
Draco pulls away reluctantly and begins to eat. Harry can't stop staring at his boyfriend's hair.
It's just so hot looking.
It's the middle of Transfiguration and Harry can't look away from Draco. He's chewing on his nails and attempting to look bored.
Really, Draco couldn't be more infatuated with the subject.
"Mr. Potter!" comes McGonagall, snapping Harry out of his fantasy.
"What on Earth could you be so obsessed with about Mr. Malfoy?" she snaps.
"His hair is hootttt," Harry says dreamily. Draco looks over at him in surprise. Mcgonagall coughs.
"Back to the subject, class!" she orders.
Draco stands and strides over to Harry. He kisses Harry firmly and pulls him close. Harry sighs in contentment and runs his fingers through that sexy hair. Harry pulls away slowly.
"I love you," he breathes. Draco pulls him into another slow kiss. Harry lets out a moan. Someone wolf whistles. They pull away breathlessly.
"Take it outside, boys," Mcgonagall says firmly, shoving them out the door.