A/N: Third chapter of seven. Thanks to mew (mew-tsubaki) for betareading!
tinted and tainted
3. Yellow. Logical.
It actually was easy, so clear, that they belonged to each other.
"I love you," Draco said when they paused to gasp for air.
"I love you, too," Astoria managed to whisper the next time there was a space between their lips.
"I know you do," Draco mumbled. Astoria's eyes were closed and all of her mind was filled with Draco, Draco, Draco, but after a while she gathered her thoughts enough.
"How do you know?" she asked, biting her lip.
Draco leaned back, so he was resting on his elbows, and Astoria realized she was the only one who got to see Draco's hair disheveled on such a regular basis. He smiled. "Because it's logical."
"What do you mean?" Astoria put her head on Draco's chest and lay there, listening to his breathes, to his heart's beatings.
"It just makes sense, you and me together."
She suddenly knew what he meant; it hit her like a bolt of lightning—bright, yellow, and dazzling. He was right.