The kiss broke, but their bodies remained close, limbs entwined as they settled onto the floor. Draco's fingers found solace in the strands of Harry's hair, his touch like a soft melody, igniting sensations Harry had never imagined. "I've wanted to touch your hair for so long," Draco confessed, his voice peppered with vulnerability. A playful smirk danced across his lips as he added, "You know, you're starting to show some grey hair, right?"