Cuddle Buddies
Snape got up and for the couch when he didn't hear a response. First checking Harry's room to find him. Snape's heart dropped when he couldn't find Harry. Where was Harry? Did Harry get kidnapped? Was Harry okay? Frantically Snape looked into Draco's room. It would be worse if both were gone. Snape's heart stuttered as he opened the door. His body relaxing when he was the two boys curled up with each other.
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It was late in the night and Harry didn't remember where he was. It freaked Harry out. Was he kidnapped? Harry looked around for a second. Of course he could find his glasses. He could see a blob of white in front of him, strangled whines hit his ears. Harry reached a hand out and gently touched the white blob. "Draco?" Harry asked, gently shaking the boy.
With a startled gasp Draco woke up. He didn't expect Harry to have his hand in his hair. Draco looked at Harry. "Sorry. Something wrong?"
"Can't find my glasses. Can't see well without them." Harry moves his hand from Draco's hair returning it to his side. Harry and Draco both sat up.
"I'll look for them." Draco moved out of the bed, standing at its side. Lighting one of the candles next to the bed to give more light to the room.
"I'll help." Harry moved out of the bed, but fell with a thud. Bloody hell. What did he even trip on?
"Harry!" Draco yelled. Quickly covering his mouth, hoping he didn't wake up his god father. Draco walked over to where Harry was. "Here, let me help you up." Holding a hand out for Harry to help him off the floor.
"Thanks. What did I even trip over?" Harry stood up, rubbing the spot of his head that smacked on the floor.
"Probably the blanket. You blanket hog." Draco teases.
"Whatever." Harry rolls his eyes.
"Let's get you in a chair." Draco slowly leading Harry to a chair, making sure Harry didn't trip over anything. It was nice and sweet for Draco to do this. Harry smiled as he was sat in a chair next to the desk in the room.
"Thanks Dray." Harry tiredly said.
"Dray?" Draco asks, an eyebrow raised. Not a single person had called him that before. Draco kind of liked it. He liked have a nickname.
"Yeah."
"Should I call you..." Draco couldn't think of a nickname. There was no way to make a nickname for Harry.
"I don't think you can make a nickname for Harry."
"I guess not." Draco turned to the bed, looking through it to find Harry's glasses
"What were you having a nightmare about?"
"Nothing bad."
"Hm. I was dreaming that I was with my mum and my dad." Harry sounds a bit sad now.
"Do you remember much about them?" Draco asks. He had found Harry's glasses. One of the lenses was broken and it was on the ground. Draco thought that if he pretended to search fort eh glasses still Harry would open up to him more.
"Not really. I can remember my mum better than my dad. I have photos of them, but they don't beat memories." Harry hadn't realized his glasses had been found. "Do you have any good memories of your family?"
"Yeah. Me mum took me out to a Quidditch match for my 8th birthday. It was the last time my mum did something like that." Draco says, reminiscing about the match. His mother after that became too loyal to his father and never did anything for Draco without telling Lucius.
"That sounds nice. Your family close with Snape?" Harry didn't know why Snape and Draco were close.
"Yeah, he's my godfather." Draco turned towards Harry to keep talking to him.
"I wonder if I have a godfather." Harry pondered. "I wonder how life would have treated me differently."
"Yeah." Draco didn't know what to say to that. "I was dreaming about me dad chasing me and I couldn't get away from him." Draco final said. Harry had given more than one revelation to him, why not give Harry one.
"Oh." Harry said. Draco picked up Harry's glasses.
"Found them. A lense is crack, but we can fix it." Draco walked towards Harry putting the glasses on him.
"Thanks. I could have helped."
"You fell after getting out of bed. You don't need anymore bruises of you got any."
Draco walked back to the bed, laying down once again. He leaned upwards slightly to blow out the candle. Harry followed suit. Laying down, but this time taking his glasses of before going to sleep.
"Night Draco."
"Night Harry."
-Later in the Night-
Draco had the same dream. Talking about it most definitely didn't help. Again this woke Harry up slightly. Harry just turned over towards Draco. Gently nudging where he believed his arm was. Draco didn't wake, but he did move. Grabbing onto Harry and pulling him close. His eyes moving frantically behind his closed lids. Harry was too tired to fight it and went back to sleep.
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Snape looked at the boys with a smile and a chuckle he spoke. "It's time to wake up!" Snape said in his teaching voice to wake the two.
A tired groan came from Harry. Harry opened his eyes, reaching for the glasses he left on the nightstand next to him and putting them on. Harry felt the arms around him, but he didn't think they were Draco's. "Oi!" Harry flicked Draco's shoulder.
"Five more minutes mum." Draco groaned out. Harry laughed and that caused Draco to open his eyes a bit to see Harry looking at him. Draco looked surprised. "Get off me you prick." Draco shoved Harry off. He wasn't expecting this.
"You were the one holding me Draco." Harry teased.
"Alright man, give it a rest." Draco ran a hand over his face.
"You both are in trouble." Snape said coldly. "Putting bandaids on me while I slept." Snape shook his head.
"Oh yeah! I didn't know you had a tattoo Professor." Snape hadn't realized his sleeve had been rolled up to reveal his dark mark. Snape didn't say anything for a few seconds. Draco sat there, looking between the two to see what Snape would say. "Professor Snape?" Harry asked concerned.
"Nothing Harry." Snape pulled his sleeve back down, covering his mark and leaving the bandaid on. "Breakfast will be ready soon." Snape left quickly after that.
"Is he alright?" Harry asked. His brows furrowed in confusion.
"He's fine, he probably does show people his tattoo much. Let alone his students." Draco was trying to get Harry off the topic of Snape's tattoo. Draco knew Harry didn't know much about The Dark Lord, so Snape would be safe e for now. Draco rolled out of bed. "I know I'm hungry." Draco yawned and started to leave. "You coming?" Draco asked.
Harry sat for a few seconds. "I'm not that hungry, but I'll go out with you."