it was a party in the Slytherin common room, over their recent win of the quidditch match against Hufflepuff. Harry knew he should be happy, but... he knew Draco didn't like parties. And he couldn't help but worry about him, since was so temperamental and Moody. But it's okay, because it's his Draco. He can be the most spoiled brat in the whole world, and no one would be more lovable and adorable to him than him. He'd burn the world just to keep him warm. As expected, it wasn't even midway through the celebrations when Harry found himself sitting on a sofa, a tired Draco buried in his arms as he caressed his hair and listened as he ranted about yet another thing he hates. 'he's so adorable, like a bunny' he thinks, smiling. He asked hmm... Are you tired, Draco? You can come to our dorm with me ...