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Sunlight filtered in through the sheer white curtains. Harry mumbled, turning over, knee smashing into a pillow. A distant 'oomph' registered faintly in his ears.
Oops. Not a pillow then.
A lazy eye blinked open, landing on the tall, lanky figure laying next to him. The corner of his mouth tipped up unconsciously. He reached over to grab his glasses, rubbing them and pushing them on. The figure came into sudden focus, and Harry's smile grew. Silky, white blonde hair, pointed nose and chin, pale ivory skin. Bright silvery eyes, with thin lips scrunched up into a scowl. Harry hummed softly, reaching out to trail his fingers against that sharp jaw. "G'mornin, love," he whispered. A grumpy little 'hmph' was his only response. He let out a little chuckle, pushing himself up and off the bed slowly with a yawn. His toes had barely brushed the floor when a swift, strong arm shot out, grabbing him around his middle and yanking him back. Harry let out a squeak as he was pressed up against a warm body. "Stay," Draco rasped, eyes squinted against the light. Harry hummed, smiling. "Love, it's already 9 o'clock, don't you want breakfast ?" he said. Draco didn't respond, already snoring. Harry giggled quietly, snuggling closer.
Perhaps breakfast could wait a little longer.