He had decided to make the most of the feeling of peace and went to bed early, hoping to sleep off everything that worry had stolen from him over the past weeks.
That was where the problem began.
His dream started without clear images.
A hand sliding over his stomach. Long, soft fingers tracing slow paths across his skin.
Harry had exhaled in the dim space of his mind, turning his body toward that source of warmth.
Then came the weight. The pressure of someone over him, knees on either side of his hips, and warm breath close to his ear.
The person's face had no prominence in the dream, and it didn't seem to bother him, because his subconscious didn't need anything more than to recognise the presence that surrounded him entirely.
Lips found his neck in a slow kiss.
Harry had gasped, arching upward, searching for more contact. His hands rose on their own, finding a back, shoulders, a neck. Then hair.
What a silky sensation it left between his fingers.
"Yes… keep going." He'd breathed in the dream, lifting his hips with need.
The kisses became more urgent. The hands, bolder. Everything was blurred, hazy. The only things that felt clear were the heat and the need.
He was close. So close. The whole world had narrowed down to that body above him, to that shared breath, to that rhythm building between them.
The syllable escaped his lips before he could stop it.
His eyes had snapped open. He was fully awake now, and he became immediately aware of the discomfort of his pyjamas.
It was just… the most immediate focal point his mind had latched onto.
He had swallowed and shifted with discomfort, ruthlessly ignoring the pressure where the pyjamas pressed against him.
He was not going to feed that thought.
And so that was what had brought him to this point.
If Harry hadn't approached Draco these past few days, it was because he couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling of being caught reading something he shouldn't—like the copy of Wicked Wenches that Seamus hid under his mattress—every time Draco met his eyes, even across an enormous physical distance.
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