Today had been a long day. There was absolute chaos this morning as half of Gryffindork were scanning the halls for a toad, followed by none other than the-boy-who-lived-to-fulfill-my-every-dirty-wish. Then I had double charms (Thank the gods for coffee!). I was almost attacked by Pansy after lunch because I couldn't help her with her homework because the old coot called a meeting for head boy and head girl and that in itself was an event. I was just looking forward to having a hot shower and going to bed!

I walked into my room and noticed something was wrong. There was nothing on my floor. Nothing, including my sock! I knew someone had been in there. They put the sock away! I quickly looked around, but couldn't see anyone. I quickly, yet silently, walked into the bathroom with caution. Perhaps the perpetrator was in there. That's when I saw him. Harry was standing next to the sink with a sick smile on his face.

"What are you doing here, Potter?" I asked, slightly angry. "I thought it was someone dangerous!"

He didn't move.

"Oh, I see. You just wanted to show me your impression of a puppet. That's nice. You can go now," I retorted to his silence, a smirk on my face. That was when he moved.

The smirk had instantly gone as I saw why my sock had been moved.

"What are you doing?" I whispered when he showed me why he was there. My very last bag of imported Italian ground coffee beans in his hand.

Harry continued smiling as he opened the bag, never taking his eyes from me.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

He turned on the faucet.

"Harry, please, just give the bag to me."

His smile grew wider.

"Harry? PLEASE?"

"But Draco, I am dangerous." He smiled before pouring the entire contents into the basin.

"-NO!" I screamed as I awoke. Thank Salazar for a private room!

It took me a few moments to catch my breath. What was it he'd just dreamt?

"COFFEE!"

I jumped up as fast as I could and ran to the bathroom.

No Harry.

I ran back to the end of my bed where my trunk resided. I started throwing things out of it in search for…

"HA!" I yelled triumphantly as I found my precious coffee, still unopened. But there was some parchment stuck to it. I pulled it off and read;

I guess that's one all.

Sleep well,

Love Harry

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Up in the Gryffindor tower, Harry awoke to a strangled noise somewhat resembling the word 'potter'.