𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝘼𝙨 𝙄 𝘼𝙢 - 𝙃𝙋 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨

They Have A Nightmare

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{ Boys }

Harry Potter
Both You And Harry Were Asleep But Then Around One In The Morning You Woke Up To The Feeling Of Twisting And Turning Next To You, You Flipped Over In Bed And Saw Harry Moving Around As If He Was Trying To Get Away From Something. He Was Having A Nightmare And They Were Frequent In The Potter House So You Weren't Too Surprised. You Tried Shaking Him Awake But It Wasn't Working So You Tried To Shake Him Harder "Harry, Harry!" You Tried. He Woke With A Start And Looked Around The Room Frantically And Reached For His Wand On The Bedside Table, He Pointed It In Every Corner Of The Dark Room. You Turned On The Lamp And Said, "Harry There's Nobody Here, You Had A Nightmare Is All." He Looked At You With A Deer-In-The-Headlights Look And Said "No, N-No He Was Here, He Was Trying To Kill You, Trust Me He Was Right There!" He Pointed To The Corner Near The Door Which Was Closed "Harry, He's Gone. Voldemort Is Gone You Killed Him Yourself." You Said Taking His Wand Out Of His Hand And Putting It On Your Bedside Table, After That You Layed Him Down. He Struggled But Went Down "You Promise Me He's Not Here." He Said With A Still Worried Look In His Eyes. You Kissed His Forehead Gently "I Promise." You Said As You Turned Out The Light

Draco Malfoy
Draco had Gotten Away From His Parents And You Two Had Gotten A Manor Together, It Had Been Months After The War And He Has Been Having Nightmares For A Short While But Nothing Too Serious. You Had Gotten Up In The Middle Of The Night To Get Some Water But When You Came Back Draco Was Sitting Awake Looking At His Deatheaters Tattoo "Dray What Are You Doing?" He Turned To Look At You And He Had Tears In His Eyes "Hey, What's Wrong?" You Asked In A Gentle Voice, In His Own Now Shakey Voice He Said "I'm Not A Bad Guy, Am I?"
"Draco, What Are You Talking About?" He Looked Down At His Tattoo Again "Am I A Bad Guy?" He Asked Again
"No Of Course Not, Remember Your Parents Forced You Into This." You Said Running Your Hand Up And Down His Forearm "What Was Your Nightmare About?" You Asked As You Connected The Pieces "It Was Mum, Dad, Snape, Pansy, And You Telling Me I'm A Horrible Person And That I Deserved What Ever Came To Me In The Battle Of Hogwarts." He Explained, As Soon As He Finished You Grabbed Him By The Shoulders And Hugged Him As Tight As Possible "You Know When I Walked Away With Mum? I Didn't Want To, I Wanted To Stay And Fight Alongside You And Keep You Safe." He Said As You Layed Him Back Down "I Know Draco, I Know." You Said As You Layed Down Yourself

Ron Weasley
It Had Been Almost A Year After The Battle Of Hogwarts And Ron Wasn't Taking It Too Well, For The Past Few Nights He'd Been Having Terrible Nightmares, But The First Night Was The Worst. You Woke Up And Couldn't Fall Back Asleep So You Turned On The Bedside Lamp, Since Ron Had Always Been A Heavy Sleeper He Wasn't Going To Wake Up From A Little Light You Opened The Drawer And Took Out A Book Hermione Had Lended To You. As You Got To The Quarter Way Mark And Took Notice Of How Much Ron Was Moving Which Was A Little Unusual But Maybe He Was Just Waking Up. At The Half Way Mark He Started Mumbling Incoherently, Not Even Five Minutes Later He Woke With A Start "Woah, Ron What Was That About?" You Asked Smiling He Was Just Looking Around The Room With Sad Eyes "Hey, What's Wrong?" You Asked Taking His Face In Your Hand "I-I Uh, Just Had A Dream Is All," He Said But Then Got Out Of Bed "I Have To Make A Phonecall, I'll Be Back Darling." He Pecked Your Lips And Went Downstairs. You Followed And You Heard Him Say "Hey, I Just Wanted To See How You Are." He Sighed With Relief And Said "Sorry To Wake You Up, Goodnight." Then He Hung Up. You Put A Hand On His Shoulder "What Was That About?"
"Nothing Darling, I Said It Was A Bad Dream Is All, Nothing You Need To Worry About." He Said As He Searched For Your Hand "Ronald Weasley, What Was That About?" I Shook His Head "It Was Fred," He Started "I Had A Dream That He Actually Died, And Madam Pomfrey Couldn't Bring Him Back." He Wouldn't Look You In The Eyes "You Know What, Let's Go Back To Bed So We Can Both Focus On This Tomorrow."