I'm not going to be able to go back to sleep. I've decided.
It's so warm and comforting here beneath the sheets, and my pillow cradles my head like a mother would a child.
But he isn't helping.
His amazingly warm body randomly pressed up against mine and his hot tongue running across my hand are just two more services of this early morning wake up call.
When he's started going for my face, I am finished.
"Severus!" I moan. "Get the bloody dog off the bed!"