1996 | Hogwarts

You found yourself waking up in Draco's bed, suprised and clearly shocked, you rub your eyes, trying to see if you were still asleep or not.

"Why am I here.."

You asked, looking around the room, it wasn't like other mens' dorms, his was.. organized, arranged, and neat. You then look at Draco who looks like he's been awake for a few minutes—20 maybe?

"Last night you said you were tired, so I took you here, I didn't wanna leave you."

Draco states, he normally wasn't the type to he so.. caring.

"Oh.. Well morning.*

You say with a slight smile before yawning.

"Morning, sleepyhead."

"Is this your hoodie..?"

You ask, confusion and curiousness spreads across your eyes.

"Didn't want you cold."

He answers casually, as if it wasn't a big of a deal.

"Smells good."

You say as you look up at him.

"Thats only because it smells of me."

"So are we.."

You asked, not expecting an answer, just slightly curious? Meh.

"Oh, you're stuck with me, love. Forever."

He says with a chuckle, he was half-serious, and half-sarcastic, but it sounded like it was mostly on the serious side.