Drarry Oneshots 2

a breath of peace

Prompt by CuteLittleMousie

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Hogwarts in this very moment was a place of peace.

Peace and gay.

Dean sat at the breakfast table, smiling at his boyfriend. Seamus, exhausted from last nights- ahem- activities, was exhausted and had given up on staying awake, instead opting to rest his head on his arms and fall asleep.

Dean slowly twirled his finger around one of Seamus's sandy curls, smiling softly at him. His breakfast was forgotten in light of his boyfriend's beauty.

As carefully as he could without waking Seamus, Dean stood and hooked one arm under Seamus' knees, and the other behind his shoulders, lifting him from the bench.

"Wh's goin' on?" Seamus mumbled against his chest.

"Shhh, I'm taking you back to the dorms. Go back to sleep."

"Mm. Love you," Seamus murmured, eyes closing again.

"Love you too, Seamus."

Luna and Ginny sat on the bleachers, watching the Ravenclaw team practice. Well, Ginny was watching them. Luna was watching Ginny, the way her eyes lit up as a goal was scored, her clenched fists in anticipation, her face alight with excitement.

Luna smiled. She would go to a thousand Quidditch practices if it meant Ginny would keep smiling like that. 

Her pale hand gently ran down the bright red hair belonging to her girlfriend, and Ginny's eyes snapped to her, still alight with a bright sort of fire that left Luna breathless.

Ginny's burning brown eyes seemed to glow even more, her smile widening. She reached out and took Luna's hand, squeezing it as she screamed cheers for the Chasers.

Blaise leaned back against the glass walls of the greenhouse, eyes focused solely on his boyfriend. Neville pointed at plants as he wandered around, speaking aloud the names of them so Blaise could know what they were. Blaise would never be able to remember all of these, but Neville had helped him remember several of them for Herbology.

Neville seemed so passionate about them, Blaise noted, as the boy delicately lifted one of the plant's drooping leaves and smiled when it stayed lifted. 

"Are you still paying attention, Blaise?" Neville asked sweetly.

"As if I could ever stop paying attention to you," Blaise murmured.

Pansy swung her legs from her spot atop one of the desks. She watched Hermione glance at the book, before scribbling something down. Her hair was a mess, falling in her face, much to Hermione's irritation, and her hands were constantly busy, flipping pages, scribbling notes, tapping on the hard wood of the desk. She was beautiful.

"Sorry, it must not be much fun to just watch me do homework, but I'll be done in a moment or two," Hermione murmured, eyes lifting from her paper for a moment to meet Pansy's. She paused.

Pansy hopped down from the desk. Hermione couldn't seem to be able to take her eyes off of her and go back to her work. Pansy walked forward slowly, and lifted Hermione's chin with one finger. The other girl dropped her quill, lips parting.

"How about you finish it later?" Pansy murmured, lips just an inch away from Hermione's.

Hermione tugged her forward by the front of her shirt, and papers were shoved onto the floor.

They never finished their homework.

Harry placed a hand on Draco's shoulder. "Come on, love. You've got this. I believe in you."

"Expecto Patronum!" A silver eagle soared from Draco's wand, and the blond gasped at the sight, a smile bursting across his face.

"What did you think of?" Harry asked in wonder, eyes fixated on the glowing bird.

Draco's grey eyes flicked to him, warm and happy. 

"You."