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Draco laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. His feet dangling over the edge of bed which was dressed in black sheets. The only thing on his mind was what had just accrued. "Draco?" Potter had spotted him walking around the halls after curfew. "Potter why are you out at this time of night?" "Shouldn't I be asking you the same, and if you must know I was taking a walk to help me sleep and you were doing what may I ask?" Draco really wasn't sure why he was out of bed. He just thought that it was right to be out here. Suddenly they heard footsteps climbing the stairs. "Shit!" Draco mumbled. Quickly he grabbed Potter's hand and pulled him