"You okay Freddie?"
"Yeah"
"Me too""Saint like.."
"Freddie? Freddie? Stay..wi-with me.stay with me..please"
"Noooooooo...."
George was awaken from his dreadful dream with his whole body sweating, breaths heavy.
"Stay clam! Relax! A dream"
"A dream"
"A stupid dream" he kept saying this in his mind until his breathing got normal.
He been having these stupid dreams the past 2 days where he and Freddie would stand on a balcony and he asks freddie if he is okay and the scene would completely change to himself in a sofa covered in blood with his mother crying beside him and it would change again to him crying 'Noooo' and that was it!
That was all..everything black....
Always..and he would hear a voice "Freddie? Freddie? Stay..wi-with me...please"... with that he would startle awake.
Panicking,shivering and sweating.
Fred did try his best to help him saying it was alright and it was a stupid dream but he can't...how can the dream repeat? How could he see the same dream continuously? And it always feels so real. Like it happened right infront of his eyesThe sunlight was hitting directly into his face even with the curtains on, George actually loves this view, the room glowing and the curtains giving an extra effect to it, that's the only reason he kept the curtains even when Fred fought him saying it didn't match with the room.
He slowly opened and closed his eyes few times to adjust his vision, he tried to moved his arms to go check on Fred who's snore was clearly loud and George could hear it beside him. When George moved he was stopped by a soft tug on his shirt and a bundle laying near him.DRACO MALFOY.!!
Draco f*king Malfoy was sleeping! no! cuddling him.
Draco was completely cuddled in George's arms and was sleeping peacefully, and george could hear his soft snores and he was tugging on George's shirt.
George couldn't see Draco's face as he was completely inside his arms,Draco's face in George's chest with the blanket covering them both.
Draco suddenly blacked out when they both came and George had to spell them both clean.
But as long as he remembers he was lying on the other end of the bed so how did he end up cuddling Draco now?George slowly moved his hands to pull down the duvet to see Draco's face because...cause he don't know.
Draco was sleeping soundly,with his mouth parted a little and George noticed the little freckle's that is covering whole of Draco's face for the first time which he didn't even notice before.
George could actually count them as they are soo bright on Draco's face, tiny dotes which resembles his own face but also the stars shining in the dark night.
George slowly moved his hand to touch them but his sense didn't allow him to, well who is he to touch him without permission. It is true that Draco is literally inside his arms and they did more than touching last night but it was all on consent.
He moved the astray hands through the white bangs which fell on Draco's eyes.George slowly tried to free his other arm under Draco's head which resulted in Draco mumbling things..more like cussing. But he succeeded freeing his arm from Draco and he slowly removed Draco's hand from his shirt, George is not sure how long draco been holding onto them.
George slipped out of the bed and slowly moved to Fred's bed to check on him. Fred was still sleeping soundly and George don't believe he actually woken in the middle of night to see both Draco and George cuddling inside the Gryffindor's dorm in their own room in his brothers bed.
George moved from Fred's bed to the stand near the bed where they keep most of the useless stuffs along with a water bottle Fred usually keeps because drinking water usually keeps George calm whenever he wakes from a nightmare.
George gulped down the water like he was thirsty for weeks, he turned around to only meet with the clock which showed him that within 3 hour all of Hogwarts would be awake.
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FanfictionDraco Malfoy was always alone,he was getting used to it. Accepting it as a part of him but deep he always wanted something to hold onto..something he could say was his. A day, suddenly everything changes as he pictures himself begging not be alone. ...