Waking up alone in his bed, Blaise raised an eyebrow. He was sure Draco would have joined him, just to cuddle, the silly thing. Shrugging, he got up and dressed before making his way to the library.He stopped as he passed the living room. Why on this green earth was Draco sleeping on the sofa? There are innumerable guest rooms in this house, and he sleeps on the furniture like some divorce-headed husband.
Rolling his eyes, he went over to shake Draco awake. "Draco, wake up, you insufferable martyr. You do realized that there are no less that a dozen beds in this house, right?"