"Draco, come out already!"

You knocked for maybe the seventeenth time tonight, after countless hours of talking through the door to Draco's dorm. He'd been in there for a while - but Jesus, all you could hear were mumbles and maybe a little furious pacing. After a little forced pushing on the door, it cracked open, letting you walk in, your boots stomping gently on the floor. There was a silence, feathers everywhere, like a pillow had just been cut open and flung across the room. There was the sound of water running, then a tap being turned off.

You walked into the bathroom, long silvery hair flickering into your face. “Jesus, what are-” You paused, seeing the figure turn around. “Draco?” It was a surprise, the sudden growth of his short hair- but to see him looking so distressed about it?

“Please tell me you have an answer- to this.” He muttered, stumbling forward and falling into your arms.

Funny enough, it reminded you of when you’d had your Veela awakening..