Chapter 7
Lucius' eyes snapped open. He wasn't sure what had woken him up, but something just felt off in the house. Then he heard it. A loud blood curdling scream that raised the hairs on the back of his neck. He shot out of bed and grabbed his wand, listening for it again. He was rewarded soon after with another, this one however was much louder, and then it hit him. Potter. It must've been Potter him being the only one in the house besides himself. He contemplated just leaving him alone to wake his own self up. But after hearing yet another one he decided it would just be wise to go and wake him up in hopes that he could go back to sleep soon.
Leaving his room Lucius headed to where Harry's room is, and stops in front of the door. What if I'm not supposed to go in there? Knocking might make it worse. But I'm not supposed to enter his room without permission, which I don't have. I could just barge in, yet if I displease him again I'll be punished again. Which I have no desire to endure ever again. He frowned at the door wishing it would just grant him passage instead of making him have to think about consequences. He made up his mind quickly however when he heard another scream. He barged into the room incredibly surprised at what he saw. There he was, the Golden Boy, the "Savior", the most powerful wizard in the world cowering in a corner, still asleep. And what was truly upsetting is he was begging his uncle to stop.
Lucius stood frozen for a second, unsure of what to do. The boy was still asleep despite the fact that he somehow moved from his bed to a corner, caught in what would appear to be an awful night terror. He slowly walked towards him and gently shook him awake.
" Potter. Potter wake up! You're having a nightmare! Wake up!"
Emerald eyes snapped open and stared at him in terror and confusion for a second before realization dawned on him.
"You were having a nightmare, Potter."
Harry's eyes widened in horror. He knew he had nightmares often of the times with his aunt and uncle, but he always put a silencing spell up. And of course he was so tired he had forgotten. Either way that didn't change the fact that he had woken up Lucius with his screams, and even worse. He had heard what he was saying while dreaming...
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