Short chapter ahead... but nevertheless it was hard for me to write, since I don't have any experiences with awkward-morning-after-situations... Hope I managed a believable one ;)
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When I woke up the next morning, feeling the cool kitchen-floor beneath me, I was confused. Still half asleep, questions started to form in my head: Why was I lying on the floor? Where was this floor? How had I gotten to this floor?… and why was I naked?
Frowning slightly I tried to answer those questions in my mind, when I suddenly felt something move beside me and my eyes snapped open. Reflexively my hand half-way shot to my wand, lying close by, when I realized it was you. Having a smile playing around your lips, you rolled over and snuggled into me. More confused still, I dropped my hand and stared at you. You were fast asleep, but your thin arms tightened around my chest and you sighed happily.
That little content sound of yours triggered a flashback of the last night and an avalanche of memories hit me. Picture after picture, sensation after sensation flooded back into my mind. The sound of your voice, the tenderness of your fingers, the rainbow of colors your hair had gone through, the feeling of your breath on my skin, it all came back to me within one second. I felt slightly dizzy, remembering this much in such a short time. Staring at the stone ceiling, I ran through the whole night a second time in my head, trying to recall all the details.
Looking down again, seeing you so peaceful and obviously content, no frown of deep thought, no line of worry crossing your face for once, I couldn't help but being happy myself. It was the first time in months that I had smiled. The way you lay there, across my chest, hugging me tightly as if afraid I would run away if you let go, you were, without a doubt the most beautiful thing I had ever come across in my whole life. Gently I had put my arms around you and pulled you closer, burying my face in your soft, deep-blue curls. Several blissful minutes passed, and then your hair started to change. It went from midnight-blue, to purple, to a bright, whitish blond, the curls smoothened, and I knew you weren't sleeping anymore.
Tenderly I had stroked your back and caressed your arms, letting you know that I was awake too. You had moved your head a little, looking up at me through your lashes and I remember the smile that had spread across my face when I saw, that the light had reappeared in your deep, beautiful eyes. A faint blush covering your cheeks, you shyly smiled up to me, not knowing what to say. Neither did I, so I simply pulled you closer, not wanting to let go of you ever again.
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