They looked striking together, Theo and Draco. Draco was all porcelain, pale hair falling into pale eyes, reading glasses and black jumpers. He was a moonlight reading binge. He was perfection and she loved him so very much. Theo was a beach sunset. He could be a model - all that coppery skin, dark short curls and Southern California business elegance even with the hand tattoos. The crown on his finger tickled at her mind, something Harry had mentioned in passing, but she dismissed the thought.