A few hours later, Draco bolted upright in bed, a cold sweat running down his face. He looked wildly around the room before letting his eyes settle on the window.
Outside, he could see that the sky was still an inky black with a few glittering stars visible through the clouds. He pulled his knees to his chest, thinking about his nightmare.
"Draco?" Harry groaned, stretching and sitting up as well.
"Harry." Draco said with relief. "Sorry if I woke you up."
"No, you didn't." Harry replied, stifling a yawn. "What time is it?"
"I don't know," He admitted. "It's still dark out."
"Is it?" Harry stretched again before looking out the window.
"Yeah." Draco told him. "So, you should go back to sleep."
"Alright." Harry said. "What about you?"
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep after the dream I just had...." Draco said, putting his head on Harry's shoulder.
"Was it the one about the war again?" Harry asked.
Draco nodded his head.
"That's the second time you've had that dream." Harry informed him.
"Third, actually." Draco corrected him. "The first time was the night before school started. What if it's a sign? What if Voldemort decides to attack Hogwarts?"
"Draco," Harry reminded him. "I already told you, Voldemort wouldn't dare launch an attack on Hogwarts as long as Dumbledore is alive."
"But what if he does?" Draco fretted.
"Well then, Dumbledore will take care of it." Harry assured him. "Now why don't we head back to bed?" He wrapped his arms around his lover.
"Yeah..." Draco sighed, allowing himself to be pulled back onto the bed. He sighed, thinking about his dream. He didn't care what Harry said. He knew it had to mean something. He just didn't know what.
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This is Me
Fanfiction((This is a direct sequel to Accidents Happen.)) When Draco has a nightmare about a war between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, he starts to worry about the fact that he and his fellow students may end up dying in battle. On the Hogwa...
