Mad Turns

[9]You too?[9]

The next day Draco was put into a separate room from everyone else and he and Harry had some alone time to lead their focus on the right way and try to figure out the reason which caused their nightmare to form into a painful reality. Pale fingers were placed onto a dusty book cover and examined it carefully. The contrast between the book's black and the skin's white was almost too scary and satisfying to look at. Or so Draco thought.

He opened up to the second page and his eyes went through the text, looking for a specific word, or maybe a few. But as he didn't find anything helpful, his mood was falling once again and he was losing the determined expression from his face.

Harry had no luck either but still kept looking through the book he was holding, getting out few pages to the view with the help of little parchment pieces he made earlier while pretending to listen in class.

The two spent some more time searching but were eventually getting occupied with other thoughts...

Draco was leaning on the window and looking outside at the small snowflakes that were falling to the ground and immediately melting. He smiled some and carefully opened the window, reaching out to let out one or two of the snowflakes to melt on his hand. He was with a high temperature still, but that didn't stop him from being more active.

After getting happy with the results he got, he smiled over to Harry who was staring lovingly at him. Despite everything going on, the love in the scarred boy's eyes was only able to be hidden under great piles of worry. And the blond male knew it very well.

It was eventually getting dark as the two sat down and just talked about simple things like normal teenagers...

And some time passed. Draco was feeling himself falling asleep, so he was about to tell Harry...But he already knew. The raven-haired male sat on the chair beside Draco's bed and handed him back the pillow he took earlier.

"Get some rest, Draco," He said and smiled some before continuing "I'll be right here"

"Good. You too" The blond whispered and settled into bed just as tiredness took over.

Soon Harry fell asleep too.

It was a dark night in his dream, spiders were crawling around as if running away from something and the only thing else that was viewable were the blood stains on his fingers. He was in something like a cave and somehow he could feel the wind from outside on his bare skin. His eyes moved to the left and followed a moving shadow, something that would of scare him if he wasn't so sure that this is actually a dream. Spiders webs were making his hair look like a wall in a house that was never cleaned. He flinched when he felt a spider walking down his cheek. But he wanted to figure out what was going on. Maybe it would of help them with their research somehow...Or at least give them a lead.

His fingers were sticky from the red liquid and he moved them some as if to reassure himself they were actually attached to his hand like they were supposed to.

The shadows moved again and he focused his eyes on one in particular. He couldn't make out who it was, but it was definitely a man. And they were holding a subject oh so familiar. Before he could ask himself about it, he woke up in his chair sweaty.

It was still night and he couldn't see much, but still worked on slipping into the bed and hugging his lover.

Draco, as if scared of something yet again, woke up...But when he noticed Harry, his heart started beating normally and he wrapped his arms around him carefully.

"Couldn't sleep too?" He asked, receiving a nod and a small smile as a reply.

"I had a dream. I think it might help us .." Harry whispered but was interrupted by Draco, who blinked "You too?"