The Re-sorting Hat.

Sharing A Bed?

The welcome wasn't as warm as it had been in Gryffindor, the cold, piercing stares of glass sort of gave it away.
Harry wished more than ever now to be with his friends, at least then he'd have some people to talk to or at least be civil with. He went down to the dormitories immediately and found himself standing face to face with Snape. Well this day is just getting better and better.

"Well well Potter, should have seen it coming but now you're in my grasp you won't get away with the nonsense you got away with before. As we had not been expecting this" He gestured vaguely in Harry's direction "we do not have enough beds for tonight and no potter you cannot go and stay with your Weasley friend in Gryffindor, you must stay here. You will be sharing with Draco Malfoy" with that he spun on his heel and walked out, barley giving time for Harry to respond or to even speak but it was too late. Snape was gone.

Thoughts of what sharing a bed with his sworn enemy would entail filled him with dread... maybe Malfoy would kill him, Harry wouldn't mind that in this current situation. Also how was he going to deal with his nightmares, it's not like he could stop himself having them, they were like a disease that plagued him and no potion could overcome it. Harry supposed maybe he could take a dreamless sleep but then that would mean he would be at risk of Draco Malfoy murdering him in his sleep and the heavy head was another undesired outcome of that... Well isn't this just fantastic, it's not like anything else can go wrong today right???