(MLM)

It was late at night at Hogwarts.. stormy and cold. You were up tossing and turning in bed in the dorm you and Harry stayed in. You've been having nightmares recently, bad ones, too. They were mostly about Harry and the Dark Lord, Voldemort. You and Harry were pretty much a thing, so it scared you about what was to come.. you were worried about him.

Harry was trying to get some rest in his bed, until you crawled right next to him, causing him to sit up. "Blimey..." He tiredly mumbled out in his usual British accent, letting out a sigh and putting his glasses back on. Once he realized it was you, he softened almost immediately.

"Oh- sorry, luv. I didn't know..." His voice faded once he saw how scared you looked, shifting so he could directly at you. "Did you... have another dream?..."