This chapter is for Mistress of Craziness, because she wrote me a long, happy! xDD As a result, this chapter is relatively long. (Not that long, but longer than usual anyway. xP)

Surprisingly, Draco wasn't panicking inside when he grabbed Ron's hands.

Lies, all lies!

Okay, so maybe it's partly false, but at least his face wasn't red like when he laid his head on Ron's shoulders.

Yeah right. As if that's even remotely possible.

Ahhhh! Draco can't take it anymore!

"I'm possibly in love with him!" As soon as he said that, (out loud, mind you) he quickly covered his mouth. It was 3 o'clock in the morning, and he had been turning things over and over and over…

…and over again in his head. "Oh no! I hope Ron's still asleep," Draco whispered to himself. The blond remained silent and listened for his roommate's snores.

"…mmm…chocolate frogs…" Ron mumbled as he rolled over and faced Draco, his features schooled in sleepy contentedness.

Draco watched Ron's face in the dark. "Chocolate frogs? What are those?" He chuckled softly and slowly drifted off to sleep.

That is, until Ron's clear, baritone voice startled Draco into a fully awake state. "What about chocolate frogs?"

Draco blushed. "Nothing."

Ron's face scrunched up in thought. "Have I ever told you about chocolate frogs? How do you know about them ?"

"I don't. It's just that you were saying it in your sleep. What does it mean?" Draco asked.

"Why were you listening to my sleep talk?" Ron asked without any malice or suspicion in his voice

"I couldn't sleep." Draco answered truthfully.

"Why not?"

(Because I was thinking of you, and how good your strong, rough hand felt against mine, and how you're so gorgeous and oblivious and…)

"Because you talk loudly in your sleep."

"Oh really?" Ron quickly sat up and wavered. "Whoa blood rush."

Draco rushed to his bedside. "Are you okay, Ron?"

Ron looked at Draco worriedly. "Have I been disrupting your sleep all this time? Why didn't you say anything?"

"No! Um…I just stayed up enough to catch your sleep talking. Usually I fall sleep before you start. But sometimes, when I can't sleep…I hear it." Nice save there, Mr. Liar...

"I'm so sorry. I had medication for this, but I've lost the prescription, and I have no time to go back to the doctor because of work. Stupid manager won't let me book off a day or-"

"It's okay Ron!" Draco interrupted. "I really couldn't sleep. Insomnia attack."

"You should have said something. You can't sleep? Want me to fix you a cup of tea?" Ron made a move to stand up, but Draco's hand (which nobody noticed was resting on Ron's lap all this time), stopped him.

"You have work in the morning. Go back to sleep."

"But my sleep talking kept you awake! I need to make it up to you."

"No, really Ron. It's okay. I'll fall asleep eventually. I mean, if worse comes to worst, I can just sleep in the afternoon. It's reading week anyway. I have no classes. No one will see my eye bags." Draco said jokingly.

"Oh no! I gave you eye bags? I'm so sorry! You have all these creams and stuff, but it won't help if I keep talking in my sleep! Maybe a glass of cold milk will help? No wait, warm milk! Let me get you some-"

For the second time Draco stopped Ron from getting up. "Stay in bed and go to sleep, Ronald Weasley."

That was the first time Draco has ever said Ron's full name. And he said it with such authority, too. Draco's eyes were like steel and his face was set in resolve.

"But-" The flustered redhead began.

"No buts. If I have to stay in your bed and pin you down until you fall asleep, I will. You have work tomorrow, and you need your rest. Understand?"

"Just a cup of tea? It would make me feel better."

"Oh, you wanted tea? I'll get you some then."

This time it was Ron who stopped Draco from getting off his bed. "I meant a cup of tea for you. I really feel bad for robbing you of your sleep."

Draco's stormy eyes softened. "Don't worry about it, okay? Just promise me you'll stay in bed."

Ron finally conceded. "Fine. Just tonight though. If I ever catch you not sleeping again because of me, or for any reason, I will make you ten cups of chamomile tea."

"Alright." The blond reluctantly made a move to get up.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to," whispered Ron in the dark.

But Draco was already tucked away in his bed, too lost in his own thoughts to hear Ron's silent suggestion.

Chamomile tea makes you sleep, supposedly. Or was it jasmine tea? I'm confused. So correct me if I'm wrong please. :D

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