Lying naked in his bed, Hermione’s curls were wild and tangled, Draco’s hair was dark with sweat and plastered to his skin and Theo loved the way that both of them slept in complete exhaustion as he watched over them. They knew that he would keep them safe, his sweet pets. Theo pushed some of Draco’s wet hair back off his forehead. Draco made a small sound in his sleep that made Theo smile. He was so delicate and special, his dragon. Theo traced the outline of his lips. Hermione’s breasts were on display, the pretty piercings sparkling in the morning light, the sheets twisted around her legs, the pretty little blanket thief. He ran a finger over her nipple, enjoying the shiver that ran through her body involuntarily. She deserved spoiling the pretty little thing, perhaps he should buy her real diamonds for her nipple jewelry. Pansy probably knew where to get something like that.