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Summary: Sherlock was no stranger to danger nights and neither was Harry.
A/N: These are just going to be drabbles featuring parts of Sherlock and Harry's lives.
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Harry has been with together with Sherlock long enough to witness several of his Danger Nights, there is no specific reason for them, they just happen.
The first time one happened in Harry's presence; Sherlock locked himself in his room, expecting Harry to not invade his privacy by not apparting in. All night Harry had to deal with the screeching of a violin. Come morning, Harry didn't utter a word as he tightly hugged Sherlock.
By the fifth time Harry was able to enter the room Sherlock would lock himself in without having Sherlock annoyed with him that much. At those times Harry would hold Sherlock and talk about random things, tell him old stories of magic, or try to distract him the best he could.
A week worth of Danger Nights went by and Harry had no more stories to tell, magical objects to show or tricks to fascinate Sherlock with. Harry resorted to sex; it was a quick affair nothing like their usual.
Afterwards when Sherlock's mind would be blissfully blank for five minutes or so, Harry would pull him to his side and read to him a book in Old Latin; forcing Sherlock's brain to jump-start, trying to translate the words. Eventually Sherlock would fall asleep drained mentally and emotionally.
But then one John Watson moved in with Sherlock, making it more difficult for Harry to come and go as he pleases.
The first Danger Night to occur in John's presence Harry wasn't able to be there because Sherlock resorted to locking him out again and because he didn't want to be distracted.