Chapter Seven

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Later that night, Harry woke up to see Draco tossing and turning violently in his sleep.

Almost instinctively, Harry started to shake him in an attempt to wake him up, calling his name while doing so.

"Harry!" Draco called out, sitting up with a start, tears running down his face. He looked wildly around the room. When his eyes landed on Harry, he embraced him warmly, crying into his shoulder.

"Draco?" Harry asked. "What happened?"

"Death Eaters....." He sobbed. "The Order.....So much death.....All I could do was watch....Watch you die....."

"Watch me die?" Harry repeated. "Draco what are you talking about?"

"I...I think Voldemort might be planning to start a war with The Order." He choked out. "He's always talked about doing so, but I never thought that he would...."

"Draco, calm down." Harry soothed. "It's going to be ok."

"How?" Draco asked him. "How do you know it'll be alright?" He suddenly looked up with tears streaming down his face. "How do you know there isn't a war just around the corner?! You don't know Voldemort like I do! He won't stop until he has destroyed you! He will stop at nothing until he destroys you..."

"Hey, hey, look at me." Harry said, wiping Draco's tears. "Dumbledore will stop him before a war ever breaks out. Besides, Voldemort will never come near Hogwarts as long as Dumbledore is here. Alright?"

Draco sniffled and nodded, feeling a little reassured. He smiled a little at Harry before giving a small yawn.

Harry chuckled. "Why don't we head back to bed?"

Draco nodded and laid back down. Harry did the same and pulled Draco close to his chest so that Draco could hear Harry's heart beating in his ear. The sound seemed to sooth him, for a moment later he was sleeping peacefully in his lover's arms.

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