Dating a halfblood had never been in Draco’s plans until he met you. Now, you both had 3 years under your belt and 1 more year at Hogwarts.

Hogwarts had just released all the students for summer break. Draco’s parents were swamped either DeathEater work so he had decided to come home with you. at least for a few weeks, anyways

it had been a few days already and you had taken the opportunity to show him around the community where you lived. today, you decided, was a rest day. Draco hadn’t planned for it to be, but his body told a different story.

you were up folding some laundry and trying to clean some things up while Draco laid sprawled out on the bed, covers tangled around and through his legs and hair messed up and covering his eyes as well as spiked in several directions. it was heart warming to see him so at home, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight

once the laundry was folded, you went about organizing your bookshelf. it was piled with things you’ve read and things you hadn’t. you stood, opening a book and re-reading a few lines when you heard the covers rustle on your bed