It was about 2:30 in the morning when Harry awoke from his sleep, he looked around for a second, groggy and confused as to why he was in the living room. However, once he saw Draco sleeping peacefully in the chair across from him all the memories from the previous day and night came flooding back to him in a wave, making him blush furiously, a wave of strange happiness he had felt the day prior returning once again, only this time much smaller and less noticeable to Harry. Harry tried to fall back asleep given the fact that he was still very tired, but no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't. So instead he went back to his room, grabbed the invisibility cloke and his wand, and headed out the front door into the dark corridor of the dungeon. He knew it was silly that his automatic default when he couldn't sleep was to break school rules and explore, but it's the only thing he could ever think of. As Harry walked through the long hallways of Hogwarts, Draco was just waking up back in Snape's chamber. Draco slowly opened his eyes, adjusting them to the light of the still burning fire, and looked around. "Wait... Shit! Where's Harry!? Is he hurting himself again!? Is he in danger!? Oh god, is he dead!? " Draco frantically thought as he tossed the blanket off of him and stood up from the chair hastily, completely over thinking the whole situation. "I've gotta go find him! " Draco whisper shouted to himself as he grabbed his wand from the side table where it was left and ran out the door.