Harry
Draco pulled me close. Man, that felt good. I felt his body relax. we'll figure this out. I know we will.
"Well since we've been asking questions I guess ill ask some more."
"Go ahead," I replied slowly.
"What are your nightmares about?" I sighed taking hold of Draco's fingers messing with them and gently squeezing them.
"The three same things every time. First Cedric's death."
"Then Sirius's death," I said wincing that especially hurt me.
"And of then, of course, the star of them all Voldemort." Draco made a humming sound to show that he was listening.
"What's he really like? The dark lord," he asked. I closed leaning in deeper although it seemed physically impossible.
"You don't want to know." And with that I let the heat from Draco's body engulf me and fell into a deep sleep.
Draco
I flinched at Harry's last words. I couldn't do what my father wanted. It became too real with Harry, I couldn't do it to him.
Before I knew it tears were streaming down my face. How do I save him? I felt so conflicted. Looking down at Harry's peaceful face i couldn't help but want to stay with him forever but there was something else I had to do first.