𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡 - 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

Malfoy Manor - 2:46 a.m

Savanna Malfoy:

I awake in bed to the sound of Draco's rapid breathing next to me.

I look at him, and he's asleep. It's a nightmare again. I tap him on the shoulder. "Draco." I whisper.

He scares himself awake and looks at me with tears already filling his eyes.

I hold my arms open for him. He cuddles close against my chest. "Darling, I'm sorry." He says with his weak voice, looking entirely too guilty about this.

"It's okay, I promise it's okay."

He cries harder. "Why does this still happen after all these years?"

I hold his head against my chest, letting the tears fall from my eyes too. "I don't know."

"I can't keep reliving that day in my head. The worst day of my life, you being taken away from me. The love of my life."

I let his fingers intertwine with mine. I kiss the top of his shaking hand. "I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

I know these nights all too well. It pains me every time this happens. To see him like this. I can't even begin to imagine what he went through when he thought I was dead. It's like his head won't let him forget the night of the battle when his entire world shattered into pieces.

This happens every now and then. Not as frequent as it used to be, but still just as hard on our hearts. I have hard nights like this sometimes, but it's not the same. I have nightmares of my mother having me locked up and away from my family. Draco comforts me the same way I comfort him when these nightmares occur.

Feeling him shaking in my arms like this is one of the worst feelings ever. I would do anything if it meant I could take away this pain from him. He doesn't deserve to relive this trauma when he's simply trying to rest.

He comes up for a second, still in tears, and looks at me. I flash him the best smile I can give him right now. He tries his best too, and kisses me. I kiss him back with all the love I can muster. I can already tell that this kiss is healing him, and calming him down.

"I love you." He says, leaving a long kiss on my forehead.

"I love you." I reply.

He lays back down against my chest. I run my fingers through his hair and hold him until he calms down enough to stop shaking and crying. "How are you so good at that?" He asks.

"I know you, darling." I whisper.

Then he's finally able to fall back asleep. The complete state of peace and serenity that he deserves to have after all that he's been through.