𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐝𝐞 || 𝐃.𝐌

Chapter 15 - Fever dream

Ivory's POV:

"Draco..., Draco, wake up babe."

He was choking on his own tears. He probably had another nightmare. "Baby, wake up. I'm here with you.", I whispered softly, my fingers gently running through his hair, hoping to comfort him.

With a loud gasp, he finally jolted awake, his eyes wide and panicked. I instinctively reached out to pull him into a hug, wanting to make him feel safe and grounded. But before I could even touch him, he pushed me away.

"Get away from me, psychopath!", he cried out, his voice full of fear and anger, nearly falling out of bed in the process.

The words stung like a slap, and I froze, my heart breaking. I could see the pain and confusion in his eyes, but I didn't know what to do.

"Draco, what's wrong?''

''Come lay back down.", I said worried.

He began to walk around the room, restless. His hands went through his hair as he pulled it, grinding his teeth against each other. Draco was clearly frustrated and upset, but mostly frightened of me.

I got out of bed and approached him cautiously, trying to calm him down again. "Dray, please talk to me. I want to help you. It was just another nightmare."

After a few minutes, his panic attack began to lessen and his breathing slowly went back to normal. He sat back down on the edge of the bed with a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging with exhaustion. I sat behind him, gently stroking his back in an attempt to offer some comfort. But suddenly, he collapsed forward, burying his face in his hands as his tears spilled freely.

The sound of his sobs pierced the silence, and all I could do was sit there, holding him.

"What happened in your nightmare?", I asked softly, my heart aching as I continued to hold him, hoping to give him some comfort.

He trembled, his voice cracking as he spoke. "You... you lied to me."

I shook my head, confusion flooding me. "I lied to you? I would never lie to you, Draco."

"You were one of them..." His words were barely audible between the tears, and he cried harder, his head still buried in his hands.

"What do you mean?", I asked, trying to understand him.

"Death Eaters."

"Death Eaters?'', I repeated, confusion and concern filling my voice. "Wow, that would be the last group on earth I'd join. Why the hell would I have the Dark Mark, Draco? Don't be silly."

His eyes were distant, haunted by the memory of the nightmare. "You said that it was all a trick, your love. For me. Then you threw us both off the Astronomy Tower..."

I took a deep breath, trying to understand the horror he had experienced. "So basically, you're saying that my love for you is not real, and that I murdered both you and me?", I summarized carefully.

I gave a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood despite the heaviness in my heart. "What a silly nightmare!", I said, cupping his cheek gently, the warmth of my hand grounding him in the present moment. Draco looked into my eyes, searching for any hint of truth. I could see the vulnerability in his gaze, and I knew how much he needed reassurance.

He looked at me, his voice barely a whisper, "It all felt too real... Rory."

"All dreams and nightmares can feel real, but that doesn't make them real." I pulled up my sleeve, revealing my bare arm.

"See, nothing to worry about.", I smiled, planting a kiss on Draco's forehead. I gently pulled my sleeve back down and continued, "Let it go, Draco. It wasn't reality."