daphne is not who you think (greenmum) wrote in afic,
Something felt off as sleep began to drift from her nerves. Her eyes did not flutter open at first until slowly but surely the sounds and smells of the room came to her senses. She was not home, nor was she in Dean's flat and for a half moment Daphne began to panic, her half sleeping state making her unnerved at the fact she did not know where she was. She nearly struggled against the cover over her until a recognizable scent wafted across her and her shoulders relaxed and Daphne remembered where and why she was there.
It was then she realized why things had felt off, the arm around her was in fact still around her and it was not the normal weight of Dean's heavier arm. She had forgotten what it felt like to be engulfed in Blaise's embrace. She knew she should probably press away from him, it was one thing to share a bed, it was another to...cuddle together. Yet she could not seem to pull away, at least not to far. Instead she turned carefully in his arms to face him, smiling faintly at the boyishness of his face. It was like looking at him through a mirror in time, back to their Hogwarts days.