Sleeping was a difficult task for you. Your boyfriend, Draco, knew this. So when you finally fell asleep on his shoulder in the common room, he was more than shocked. He tensed up, his hands curling around the back of his old leather-bound book. He read the same page over and over, unable to focus due to your breathing rustling his platinum blonde hair. But he didn’t mind—not really. He’d happily sit there and let you sleep for days, if that’s what it took.