"Maybe it was just an excuse to take a nap later in the afternoon," teased Draco lightly, as he recalled their one weekend of well...having sex and napping the entire time. Settling down in the chair across from his friend, he didn't hesitate to take a few solid sips from the tea before turning back to Blaise.
"I've only told Ginny about them, as one of the first times I dreamed about it was when she'd woken me. But Blaise? Talking to people who are supposed to be dead in my sleep? Hell, Dumbledore came to me in my dreams. It was so surreal, yet at the same time, it felt...real." Setting down the teacup as his fingers had started to tremble a little, Draco leaned back in the chair slowly, taking a deep breath to calm himself as he did so.