𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 || 𝐃.𝐌

𝟎𝟔𝟓 (!!!)

[mature scenes ahead]

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Draco Malfoy,

I look down at her as she lays in my arms, her chest slowly rising up and down, her eyes shut and her body relaxed as she sleeps.

Her hair is sprawled messily over her face and my chest, and I can't help but let a smile curl up my lips.

I move some hair from her face with my fingers, and see her beautiful face. Her soft cheeks with a tint of pink in them. Her perfectly shaped eyebrows and her beautiful pink plump lips.

She moves in her sleep, her lips falling open and a small whimper leaving her lips. Her eyebrows furrow and her body tenses.

She's having a nightmare again.

Sometimes she has them and sometimes she doesn't. They come and go. But it bothers me that she sometimes can't sleep without them haunting her. It bothers me that they won't leave her alone.

Her chest starts rising up and down faster, her breathing turns heavier.

Don't wake her up. Don't.

I hold her closer to my body, secure her in my arms and place a kiss on top of her head, hoping that she in some kind of way will know that I'm here.

"It's okay, my love. It's only a dream." I whisper into her hair. I give her cheek a brush of my thumb before I close my eyes and hope that she'll wake up soon.

That she'll wake up without the cry in her throat, without the screaming, without the tears running down her cheeks.

I don't sleep, I just lay there. I rest. With her on my mind. So I think about her all the time, about her laugh, about her smile and about the way she holds my hand when she's nervous.

Her body relaxes against mine, and I let out a breath of relief. She snuggles up closer to me. Her head resting just under my chin. Her arms over my chest. And one leg on top of mine.

Then I sleep. Knowing that she's okay. Knowing that she's sleeping too and that the night mares have left her alone. Maybe she's dreaming about us. Maybe she's having a happy dream about me and her. I relax, think about her as I fall asleep again hoping that I'll dream too.

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She stretches her body, yawning in her sleep as she tangles our legs together. She snuggles closer to my body, her breathing hot against my skin.

Her eyes flutter open, and she look up at me. A smile grows on her lips, "Good morning, darling."

I sit up against the headboard, bringing her body with me as I sit with her in my arms.

"Good morning, beautiful." I start placing soft kisses on her neck. She breathes out, her beautiful smile still plastered on her lips as she hums quietly.

"How was your sleep?" I ask her, my lips pressing against her soft skin. She takes her time to answer, closing her eyes as I press a longing kiss in the crook of her neck.

"It was good," she answers, not aware of the fact that I know that she had a nightmare. "How was yours?"

I plant kisses along her shoulder. "I slept alright knowing you were in my arms."

"Hmm," she shift position, escaping from the grip in my arms as she straddles me. "I'm glad that you had a good sleep."

I brush my nose against hers, "I love you,"