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Napping with Draco is the single comfiest thing in the world. Being wrapped up in his arms, or you having him in your arms is where you both love to be the most. So, when you’re just napping between classes, getting out of his hold is near impossible.
You’d start off by peppering kisses across his face, but he wouldn’t budge. You try escaping his hold, but he’d just tighten his hold before nuzzling further into your neck.
Him resorting to rolling on top of you so you can’t escape, nipping at your neck as if to convince you not to leave just yet.
“We have class in 10 minutes, and as much as Professor Snape loves you, you know he isn’t very fond of me.”
“5 more minutes.”
Of course, 5 minutes is never 5 minutes and so you start moving again, but he’d start whimpering. The Slytherin Prince, Draco Lucius Malfoy, whimpering into your neck because he doesn’t want to get up from his nap. And Potter thinks that this boy is the devil reincarnate.
This melts your heart of course and that’s how you land 2 detentions and a 10-page essay due the next day whilst Draco gets a warning. Of course.
“Draco, I don’t know why you’re laughing, you’re the one who’s going to be writing this essay. No! Pouting won’t work, it’s your fault I have detention and this stupid essay!… yes, yes I love you anyways.”
This is a very regular occurrence.