The sunset on Malfoy Manor, its last rays shining on two lovers entangled in each other's arms. Draco shifted in his boyfriend's arms, muttering under his breath. He started whimpering in his sleep, bringing his hands up to cover his ears, which he did when he was scared. As his whimpering continued, Harry instinctively wrapped his arms tighter around Draco. Drawing small circles on his back.

"Draco?"

Harry was drowsy from sleep but he wanted to make sure Draco was okay. Draco was now tossing back and forth on the bed. He had pried Harry's arms off of him like he was trying to escape.

"N-no please stop. I'll do anything, j-just please leave me alone."

Draco was crying now, his undereyes red and puffy. Harry gently shook him, trying to get him to wake up and see that it was only a bad nightmare. Harry didn't know the full extent of what Draco had gone through during Voldemort's return, for Draco didn't speak of it.

"Draco, wake up baby. It's just a dream, wake up."

Draco was trying to push Harry away, begging him to leave him alone. Harry hated seeing Draco in this state, but he knew that it would only get worse if he didn't wake his boyfriend up. He shook Draco again, and this time Draco started out of his nightmare. He instantly curled into a ball. Holding himself and sobbing. Harry drew his lover into his lap. Draco allowed him to, and Harry rubbed his back.

"It's okay. You're safe. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore."

After a while, Draco stopped crying and leaned into Harry.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

Draco shook his head. Harry had learned that Draco rarely wanted to talk about his past experiences, but nevertheless Harry always asked. Wrapping his arms around Draco again, Harry kissed his temple. Promising that he would stay with him forever. After a while, Draco started to breathe normally again. He buried his face into Harry's chest. Which was already soaked with tears. Harry was still rubbing his back, calming slow circles with the tips of his fingers.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it, Draco?"

Harry normally didn't press a second time, but this nightmare felt different. More intense. it had been harder for Harry to wake Draco. Draco took Harry's free hand in his, tracing the lines of his palm. It took a minute before Draco finally spoke. His voice was quiet and raspy from screaming.

"I w-was back here. Before the war," Harry pulled his head back ever so slightly allowing him to look at the boy encouragingly.

Draco swallowed, "M-my father w-would beat m-me. He s-said that I n-needed to learn to be s-strong. To c-carry on the Malfoy duty. H-he would lock me away for days. With nothing. O-only coming in o-once to ask me if I-i had learned my lesson and c-continue to beat me."

Silent tears fell down Draco's cheeks as he spoke. Harry felt anger rising up inside him. Anger towards all those who had harmed his love. He quickly stomped it down though. Draco needed him, and getting angry over people who were no longer in their lives wasn't going to help Draco. Harry propped himself up slightly on their pillows, hands never leaving Draco, and pulled his boyfriend closer to him. Draco leaned into him, yearning for his touch. Yearning for the pain to be taken away from him. For something to help. Anything. Harry pressed a kiss into his temple.

"You never have to go through that again, angel. No one is going to touch you while I'm here. Never."

Harry moved his hands down to the hem of Draco's shirt, sliding his hands underneath. Running them up Draco's back, which earned him a soft sigh from the boy on top of him. Harry pulled them back down into the bed, dragging the fluffy comforter up to cover them. Draco was still holding tightly to Harry's shoulders as if he was going to disappear at any moment.

"Promise you won't leave me?"

Draco's voice was barely a whisper. Filled with uncertainty and fear.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to. You're my entire world, Malfoy"

Draco smiled at the old nickname. He snuggled deeper into the fluffy comforter and Harry's side. Harry's hands are still resting on Draco's back. He slid them down slowly, down to the small of his back. Massaging it slightly. Then continued down to Draco's waistband, teasing the sensitive skin. Draco sucked in a breath, all thoughts of the nightmare had disappeared. Harry slid his hands underneath Draco's sweats and boxers, gripping his bare ass. Draco let out a low whine at the sudden contact. He arched his back slightly to allow Harry better access. Harry turned his attention to his lover's neck. Sucking gently, and watching bruises bloom on the pale skin underneath. Sucking and kissing all of Draco's neck and collar bones while massaging his ass, soon he had his lover moaning underneath him. Draco tugged at Harry's shirt, begging him to take it off. Harry got the message. Breaking away from his boyfriend to tug his shirt off over his head. He tossed the shirt away, and Draco hungrily tugged him back down, connecting their lips, in a passionate kiss.

"It's just you and me, you and me forever."