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It was a gloomy Wednesday, Draco thought, looking towards the library windows. Usually the large room was well lit, and the few lamps decorating the open space were just that, for decoration. But today, the dim lighting, a product of their dusty bulbs, was the only lighting to be found. “Just talk to him,” Pansy said, as a small smirk graced her porcelain face. Her dark lashes fluttered as she looked over at Draco, her stark black makeup giving her an almost ethereal, cross and slightly intimidating look to anyone unfamiliar with her personality. As it stood, Draco mused, her personality actually seemed accurately portrayed. Well

Recollection Feeling slightly lost, but getting where Draco was coming from, he nodded. Realising Draco was unable to see his reply, he cleared his throat and spoke. "Of course. Be careful going out. I'll be here when you come back." Nodding, Draco slowly closed the door, before turning tail and continuing down the hallway and outside. There were things he needed to discuss. With tears in his eyes, he hurried down the stairs and flew out the front door, stumbling his way over to the one place he wouldn't feel guilty for barging in while in this state. The outside seemed to reflect his mood, as clouds seemed to gather, obscuring the light.

Library  Rousing himself from his stupor, he nodded and helped Harry lie down, grabbing a chair and bringing it over to his bedside. "Go to sleep. I'll make sure I'll stay here until you fall asleep."  Reassured, Harry slipped down under the covers, figuring he might have trouble falling asleep. However, within seconds of touching his pillow, he was fast asleep. Reaching forward, Draco grabbed Harry's hand, entwining their fingers together. A soft smile played around his lips. Seeing Harry drift off into a peaceful, undisturbed sleep made his heart feel at ease, although he felt as tired as the sleeping figure before him. Feeling their c

Uncertainty The soft “Thank you” reached his ears, and he smiled softly to himself. After a while, there was only one thing he could reply back. “No, Harry. Thank you.” As the thunder kept roaring outside, Draco felt and heard nothing, except for the cradling warmth of his mate, along with the soft breathing and the feeling of rightness. Reaching out to brush Harry’s hair out of his face, he let sleep take him once more. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Surely the sunlight filtering through the blinds was what woke him up from his pleasant slumber. Gro