Harry lay beside Draco and listened to his breathing. He was falling asleep all over the place and he should really be getting back to the Slytherin dormitories. After all, Harry had come up here to go to sleep when he found Draco. Neville had come up and gone to bed, but the rest of his dorm-mates were still in the common room. Harry was going to need to wake him up. A few pokes and a shove proved that Draco was firmly asleep with no intention of waking up. Too tired to attempt magic, Harry picked Draco up off the bed. He stirred but didn't awaken. He surveyed the Slytherin's sleeping body. Draco was shorter than Harry, his body smaller too. It was unusual to see him looking do vulnerable and unaware. He sleepily opened his eyes as Harry started on the stairs, but Harry shushed him.
"I'm taking you back to bed Dray,"
He nodded and went back to sleep. Harry chuckled, Draco must be really tired not to object. Hermione was sitting in an armchair beside the fire, briefly disturbed from her book by Harry's entrance. She shot him a straight rrrquestioning look but he just put a finger to his lips, wobbling Draco slightly as he held onto him with one hand. Draco nuzzled into Harry's chest, a hand grabbing his shirt. Hermione raised an eyebrow but decided to drop it. Every corridor he passed seemed to be empty, even Peeves stayed away. Harry knocked on the door to the Slytherin dorms and was answered by Snape, the head of house. He sneered at Harry and was about to slam the door in his face when he noticed his favourite pupil drooling slightly into Harry's shirt. He rolled his eyes and stepped aside, understanding that any noise may awaken Draco. The common room was empty, and Harry had to guess which room was for the eighth year boys. Luckily, he got it right, walking in on Blaise attempting to fall asleep. The boy went bright red and shut the curtains around him. They were still on shaky terms after the potion incident. Harry tucked Draco in, barely able to keep his eyes open. Eventually he realised that there was no way he would get back to the Gryffindor dorms before falling asleep, and joined Draco in the bed. He pulled off his slightly wet shirt (even though it didn't bother him much) and threw it on the floor. He caught a whiff off Draco's scent before falling asleep. Cologne and pine. Beautiful.
