The dimly lit room is filled with tension as you stand with your wand pointed directly at Tom. The words for the forbidden curse, "Avada Kedavra," are halfway out of your mouth when he suddenly interrupts, his voice filled with desperation.

"I love you," Tom says, his eyes locking onto yours.

You lower your wand, stunned by his words. "You... love me?" you question, your voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and emotion.

Before you can fully process what he has said, Tom pulls out his own wand and points it at you with lightning speed. "No," he says coldly, "Avada Kedavra."

As soon as the spell is uttered, you are jolted awake, your heart racing. The room is dark, and you are drenched in sweat. You pant, touching your face and body to ground yourself, trying to shake off the lingering fear from the nightmare.

Your breathing is heavy as you take in your surroundings, your mind slowly coming to terms with the fact that it was just a dream. You turn to your side and see Tom peacefully asleep next to you, completely unaware of the turmoil you just experienced.

Your heart aches with the remnants of the nightmare, the emotions still raw and painful. You reach out and gently brush a strand of hair from Tom's face, needing to feel the warmth of his skin to remind yourself that he's here, alive, and real.