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"Draco," someone said shaking me, "It's okay, Love. Shh…It's okay. It's just a nightmare. Shh. Wake up, Draco. Please, wake up."

Turning towards the voice I let my eyes slowly open only to be met with beautiful chocolate eyes. Those eyes looked so worried and sad about something. I hated seeing those eyes like that especially knowing I was the cause of it.

"Neville," I said softly.

"Hey," Neville said smiling sadly, "Nightmare?"

"Yes."

A soft sigh fell from Neville's lips before he moved so he was lying on my bed. I had missed sharing a bed with the Gryffindor, but we both knew that he would get in trouble if he did that on school nights.

I couldn't believe that it had taken fifteen years for me to feel any sort of love, but now I was surrounded by it. Now if only I could show them all that I loved them just as much as they loved me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Neville asked running a hand through my hair.

"No," I said cuddling into him.

Neville nodded his head slightly without saying anything. I never talked about my nightmares with anyone. I never wanted anyone to know what had happened to me in the past. I just wanted to forget.

I hated all of this just so much. How was I supposed to be strong when all I could think about was the past? All I could think about is what my Father or what he paid someone to do to me.

My Father hated me with all of his heart and I never understood why. The first memory I have of him is getting smacked. I don't know what I did that day, but it must have opened up the gate because it never stopped.

"Draco," Neville said climbing off my bed, "We have to get down for breakfast. You said you'd give that book to Luna."

"Right," I said nodding.

I slowly stood up and started to go towards the washroom when I felt a hand on my arm. Turning around I stared at Neville in confusion, but saw that he wasn't looking at me at all.

"Please," Neville said softly.

"Neville?" I asked confused.

Neville looked up and let me see just how sad he was. What had I done to make him look like this? No, I had to fix whatever I'd done. I couldn't lose Neville. I loved him.

"Let me in," Neville said cupping my face, "Please, Draco, let me in. Tell me about your nightmare."

I stared at Neville in shock. Never before had he asked me to talk about something that I didn't want to talk about. Everyone had respected that I just couldn't handle it right now. Why was he doing this?

"Please, Draco," Neville said staring into my eyes, "Please, let me help you."

Turning away from Neville I wrapped my arms around myself and started to think. What if whatever I said made Neville leave me? I never wanted this beautiful man leave me.

"Father," I said my voice barely over a whisper, "He kept…He kept hitting me with his cane. My…My bones….My bones were breaking. I heard them breaking. It hurt so much."

Neville spun me around and wrapped his arms around me. Sobbing into his chest I tried my hardest to forget. I hated that dream. Or should I saw memory. That was one of my earliest memories of him.

"He can't hurt you anymore," Neville said running a hand through my hair, "I will never let him hurt you again."

We stood there for a few minutes before Neville pulled back and pressed his lips to mine. As soon as our lips touched I felt a sense of peace run over me. I loved that feeling so much.

That was something that always happened when I was with Neville. He always made me feel so happy, so peaceful, so safe, so loved. I don't know how he did it, but it was amazing.

There was no doubt in my mind that I loved Neville. I never thought I'd find love, but I had and I couldn't be happier. I would be content to spending the rest of my life with this man. But what did Neville want?

"Go get ready," Neville said pushing me towards the door, "I'll be here when you get out."

Nodding my head I quickly went into the restroom and took a shower. I didn't know what time it was, but Neville did remind me that I said I'd let Luna borrow the book I was telling her about.

When I got out of the baths I looked around and saw that I had once again forgotten to take some clothes with me. Sighing I shook my head I walked into my bedroom.

"Draco, are you…" Neville started to say only to freeze.

Moving closer to Neville I rested a hand on his chest and opened my mouth to ask him if he was okay when I felt his lips capture mine. It was odd, but the kiss was a lot more intimate then normal.

One of Neville's hands was resting on my lower back while the other was threaded in my head. Our bodies were pressed so tightly together it was like we were one at that moment.

"Neville," I panted out breaking the kiss.

Instead of saying anything Neville pressed his lips to my neck and started to kiss down it. Gasping I wrapped my arms around his neck pressing him closer to me hoping he wouldn't stop.

We hadn't been together all that long, but we had never gone farther then a little kissing. Sure he had seen me without a shirt or seen me in just a towel or boxers, but still just kissing on the lips.

"Neville," I moaned out, "Oh…Merlin."

"Draco," Neville said pulling back, "Sorry, I just…You look so beautiful. So beautiful."

Pulling him closer to me I attached our lips once more. I hadn't really thought about going any further then kissing yet, but now that we were here it was the only thing on my mind.

"Don't apologize," I said between kisses, "Don't stop."

Neville grinned before moving us around so we were laying on my bed. I had never done anything remotely sexual in my life, but with Neville holding himself above me I wanted nothing more then to do everything.

"Draco," a voice rang out in the main room, "Neville, are you guys still in here?"

"George," I said my eyes widening.

Neville quickly jumped off of me his eyes just as wide before looking down at himself. It was quite obvious how turned on he was and for some reason that made me want him all the more.

"Hello?" George said loudly, "Anyone here?"

"Yeah," I said staring at Neville, "One second."

Motioning to the door with my head I told Neville to leave so I could get dressed. I doubted that if I did that with him in the room we'd leave even if George was right in the other room.

Neville looked so scared for a moment before he took a few breaths and walked out of the room. Why did George have to come in at the moment? Was it good that he did?

I loved Neville. There was no doubt about that, but was it really time for us to do that? Would it be better if we waited awhile longer? What would we be waiting for though?

Shaking my head I quickly got changed into black pants and a black hoodie. Everyone always tried to get me to wear some color, but I truly did like dark colors even if they did clash with my personality.

No one here really knew my personality. They didn't know that I loved to draw until yesterday. They didn't know that no matter what I loved to dance in the rain. What did they know?

All my life I had been told what and who I had to be. Now I had a chance to be who I wanted and I was so scared that I'd lose the people that wanted me to be me. How did that make sense?

No, I needed to be who I was. I loved who I was before all of this started. I just needed everyone else to see that who I was wasn't a bad person. Wasn't worth beating me over.

How was I supposed to do that? Everyone knew me as one thing and while they were learning that I wasn't that person they still didn't know how far away from that person I was.

I couldn't do this alone though. At the same time the people that I wanted to get to know me were the people I thought I'd lose. Wow, my head was so spinny I was actually beginning to feel sick.

This was my life now. I knew that I could do it. I just needed a little help. Who was going to help me though? Who did I trust to not judge me for my insanity? Because truthfully I was a bit insane.

"Luna," I said smiling, "Luna Lovegood."

"What was that, Draco?" Neville said loudly.

"Nothing. Just remembered I needed to meet up with Luna."