Title: Lingering Light
Prompt: 073 - Light
Word Count: 139
Rating: PG

Draco groaned and covered his eyes with his palm. Then he rolled to one side, heaving his body as best he could in the early hours of the morning.

"Hermyknee," he sighed groggily. "Turnov thligh…"

He heard the mattress creak as—presumably—Hermione seated herself at the edge of the bed.

"What was that?" she inquired, smoothing his hair gently.

"The light," he repeated, this time more coherently, and her hand stopped, her fingers frozen in the process of tracing his ear.

"What about it?"

"Too bright," he croaked.

"Sorry," she apologized, "but I've got to finish this report."

When she left, he wished that she hadn't. The light was still on, after all, and he was awake, so why couldn't she have lingered to preen him a bit longer?

Draco smiled to himself. She did have good hands…