Riddle Me This

Chapter 48

Catherine's POV

My little rebellion grew well with the following months. Most of Dumbledore's Army had joined. And we shared information, seeing if we could think of anything my father would use as a horcrux, but nothing would come to mind. Which was frustrating.

"What's got your knickers in a twist?" Draco asked as we were relaxing in the Slytherin common room with our friends. "You're doing a lot better than I am at recruiting."

"It's not that, Draco." I said as I leaned into him. The separation since the beginning of the year has not been the most pleasant, as I found myself waking from nightmares, reaching for him and finding nothing but air. I've even rolled off the bed a few times thinking I was turning into Draco. It was not pleasant, and Daphne and Pansy weren't that happy either.

"You're supposed to be taking dreamless sleep, Cat." Pansy snapped out, assuming this was my problem. And I was gonna bloody well roll with it.

"I don't want to become dependent on it." I said. We've had this conversation repeatedly. And it had become old rather quickly.

"Well listening to you scream in the middle of the night, only to find you curled up and crying for Draco is getting old." Daphne said. I sighed.

"Why aren't you using silencing charms?" Blaise asked. We all turned to him and I groaned.

"Why didn't I think of that?! I shut my fucking curtains every night, it wouldn't be hard! Bloody hell I'm stupid." I said as I buried my face in my hands.

"I'm surprised Draco didn't suggest it to you. It's what he's been doing since the third night back." Blaise said. "He'd been having awful nightmares, fell out of bed once because of them." Draco turned red and huffed while I smiled sadly.

"Glad to know I'm not the only one." I giggled lightly. "Looks like we got to used to sharing a bed." I said as a gently bumped Draco. "Hey, think we could get Papa to let us move to the Room of Requirement?"

"Bloody hell no." Draco said. "In case you forgot, he's been wanting to hex my bollocks off for months since he found out we'd shagged."

"Well, that and walking in on the aftermath of our last shag back in July." I said with a proud smile.

"He walked in on you?" Pansy asked. I shook my head.

"Oh no. If he had, he'd probably have actually hexed off not only Draco's bollocks, but his prick as well. No, we were in the post cuddle stage when Papa walked in." I leaned into Draco again. "Though we haven't shagged in bed since. Father's orders."

"Bummer." Blaise said. I shrugged.

"It's really okay. I still got to share a room with Draco, and it was bloody fantastic." I said.

"So what was living with the Dark Lord like?" Pansy asked.

"Dark. Gloomy. I may have said Umbridge was a dementor, but living with my father is worse. I'm surprised I got away with half the shite I got away with." I said. "But we've bonded, and it's nice to have him back." The bile in the back of my throat was hard to swallow back down with that lie.

"Terrifying." Draco admitted. "Took months before I could actually talk to Kitty like a normal person without getting threatened to be hexed for 'disrespecting' her."

"I cursed a few for that." I said with a shrug. "Is there anything happy we can talk about?" I asked. "Living with my father isn't really patronus material."

"Weren't you going to teach me the Patronus Charm?" Draco asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, I was. But we ended up not really having the proper time to do so. I can start on breaks I'm not with my group." I said, stretching a little before shifting and sitting in Draco's lap.