Prologue
She gazed idly over him as he slept.'Sleep' was such a foolish word to describe what he was doing - tossing and turning ever so slightly in the had been getting had made him look so vulnerable as he would faintly attempt crawl into a tight foetal position,hiding away from the usual childish dimples and smile that were usually etched on his face had vanished and were temporarily replaced with deep creases of a frown on his when miniscule beads of sweat began to dampen his raven black fringes of curled hair, had she began to jump up to action as she realised his condition was from her side of the bed,she began to stir him from his slumber.
"Harry... 's 's Dahlia,you're home and 're alright."
As he jumped from his position,he became erratic,studying his comforted him with her mellow voice,humming soft melodies of childhood rhymes until his panting and irregular breathing cuddled against his firm chest whilst his toned arms wrapped her around her petite body and listened to his steady could barely hear his mutter above the constant reverberating drone of the fan:
"I love you,Dahlia."