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Yes, it was official. Blaise was alone and he was not having fun. He turned around pouting slightly at the drawn curtains of his bed. It was the first night in the Slytherin and he wasn't happy at all. During the holidays, Draco had promised that he would try and sneak in with him but now it was, Blaise glared at the sleek watch that was sitting on his bedside table, 2.54 in the morning and nothing.

No Draco, no sound of him getting up from his bed on the other side of the room and definitely no relent of the snoring that was coming from next to him.

A new student, Falco Seaton had transferred from overseas and after a quick scan of the Slytherin dormitory and its occupants, he had sat down facing Blaise with a look of appraisal on his face. Blaise had ignored the boy, flashing a quick look at Draco who through elimination of beds was forced to sleep in one on the other side of the room.

It had been an interesting dinner… Blaise smiled smugly in the darkness. After the brief moment in the carriages, Blaise had found himself sandwiched between Pansy and Draco in an awkward silence that seemed to eclipse the whole of the carriage. Blaise kept shooting tiny glances at Draco's bored face as the carriage trundled along the illuminated paths.

It had become a habit of his, during the summer for Blaise to watch Draco sleep as they spooned in Draco's large bed after a night of violence. It comforted him to know that Draco was sleeping happily, with no approach of nightmares that clouded his face. Blaise would usually end falling asleep on Draco's shoulder from this, lulling him into a dreamless night where Draco's warmth kept him safe throughout.

But now, under the starch and frankly itchy sheets – he knew that Draco had despised of Blaise's biscuit-eating whilst in bed, and now he could see the reason for it – he was scared of going to sleep for the worry of nightmares.

Falco snorted in his sleep from next door, a bubble of laughter nearly escaping Blaise's mouth. He clapped his hand to his mouth and buried his face in the pillow, nearly choking himself with the material as he silently laughed at the odd noise, the bed gently shaking at his chuckling

"Are you crying?" Draco's almost silent whisper caused him to sit bolt upright, Blaise's eyes seeking out the source of the noise. Draco was leaning against one of the bed posts, worried etched on his perfect face, the almost garish shade of green glinting in the moonlight.

Blaise shook his head, jerking his thumb at Falco's curtain covered bed.
"Laughing" he smiled, looking up at Draco, who was smiling at Blaise's reaction. Draco looked down at the bed, his face clouding over.

"I couldn't sleep… Can I?" he waved helplessly to the covers. Blaise rolled his eyes, tugging back the blankets.

"When do you need to ask?" Blaise enquired as Draco slipped in beside him, gasping quietly at how cold Draco is.

They settled together, their breath almost in unison. Draco tightened his arms around him, yawning quietly.

"I'll make time for us soon ok? I'm sorry about Pansy" he grimaced at the memory of Pansy's face twisting from hopeful to angry when he rejected her.

Blaise lightly touched his face, shrugging.

"It's ok. You couldn't say the truth" he sighed, snuggling closer.

"Yeah.. I couldn't say I was in love with a classmate" Draco sniggered. Blaise froze, staring at Draco's throat in amazement.

It was the first time he ever used the L word in relation to Blaise.

"Y-yeah.. I couldn't say I felt the same" he stuttered, peeking at Draco.

Draco smiled, tightening his hold once more.

"Yeah… You couldn't".