Harry often had trouble sleeping. In fact, nearly all the time. This wasn’t something he had told you, though. He hated making you worry.

As per usual, one night, you were sound asleep next to Harry with you face in a pillow. He was still awake and thirsty so decided to get up for some water. It was dark so as he was walking he knocked his desk chair over and he immediately froze.

“Shit.” He whispered, slowly turning around to check you weren’t waking up.