hey y’all! sorry that i’ve been inactive for so long but i went back to school and sports and just have been completely swamped. thanks so much for understanding. also, I GOT MY FIRST REQUEST!!! I was so excited to write this and a huge shoutout to @darpom15 for the request!
Prompt 94: “I had a bad dream again”
It was around one in the morning when I woke up with a dire need to pee. I tossed and turned, debating whether or not it was worth getting out of my cozy bed. I sighed as I sat up and crawled out of bed. As I started to walk towards the bathroom, the room to my shared dorm room slowly started to creak open. I panicked and grabbed the first thing I could find which happened to be a hairbrush off of the dresser. A tall figure lurked into the room and I raised the bush over my head, ready to chuck it at the intruder. I took a deep breath and braced myself to throw when a familiar voice cut me off.
“Woah! Wait! It’s me! It’s okay!” the voice whispered yelled and I knew who it was right away.
“Fred? What are doing here this early in the morning?” I asked my boyfriend of the past three years. Normally, we would end up spending the night in each other’s dorms but due to Umbridge’s new rules and punishments, we have cut back.
“Oh. Um. I-uh.” he stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck. I instantly knew something was wrong. I shuffled closer to Fred and wrapped my arms around his middle.
“Freddie, what’s wrong?” His face flushed red as he buried his head into my neck.
“I had a bad dream again.” he mumbled.I sighed at his words. Fred confided to me a couple days ago that he was struggling to sleep due to nightmares.
“Oh Freddie.” I cooed, snuggling close to him. “Why don’t you go lay down and I’ll be in in a minute.” I told him.
“What? Where are you going?” he asked, sounding kinda scared. His hand flew to my hips and held me.
“I just have to pee babe. Then, we can go to sleep.” I quietly giggled. His facial expression quickly relaxed.
“Oh. Sorry. You go do that.” he smiled. He kissed the top of my head and dragged his body over to my bed. I grinned the red-headed boy now laying on my bed. He was so precious. I headed into the bathroom and quickly peed before heading back to bed. Fred was now buried under my blankets and curled himself up into a cocoon in the center of the bed. I shuffled over to him and nudged him to move over. He glanced up at me before sliding over and releasing his tight grip on the blankets. I crawled in next to him and the second I laid down, Fred wrapped his arms around me securely and snuggled into me.
“Freddie, what’s wrong? Talk to me baby.” I whispered, running my arms up and down his back. He shook his head and nuzzled into my neck. Usually when we sleep together, he enjoyed holding me into his chest and being the big spoon. He only liked being the little spoon when something was seriously bothering him. “I know something’s up. Talk to me, please. Let me try to help.” I whispered, trying to convince him to let me in. He only shook his head. I took this as a sign he didn’t want to talk and didn’t press the issue anymore. “Well, we can talk in the morning if you want. Now let’s just sleep–”
“I don’t want to sleep.” I was cut of by Fred in a quick, panicked voice. I knew right away that it was his nightmares that were bothering him. He held me closer once I mentioned the topic of sleep.
“Okay, we don’t have to. What do you wanna do?” I ran my hand through his growing orange hair.
“Can we sit downstairs and talk? I don’t wanna sleep.” I agreed and we got out of bed. I grabbed a sweater and a pair of slippers and quietly slipped out of the room with Fred trailing behind me. We headed into the vacant common room and plopped onto the couch. I laid down and Fred draped his body on top of me. My fingers ran through his hair as he rested.
“Is it the dream?” I asked softly. I felt his body tense once I brought out up the topic. Slowly, he nodded. I sighed. Whatever this dream was must really have him rattled. He told me previous that his dreams weren’t bad enough that he couldn’t go back to sleep but tonight seemed to be a different story. “Wanna tell me what it was about?” I whispered, running my fingers through his hair and down his back. He hesitated before nodding in agreement.
“They took you. The Death Eaters. They tied me up and made me watch as they just tortured you. I just had to watch as you screamed and cried because they wouldn’t stop hurting you.” he breathed out, his voice cracking as his eyes glazed over. “There was nothing I could do beside watch you suffer. I tried to go safe you but they wouldn’t let me go.” He was full on sobbing at this point. “It felt so real! I couldn’t even do anything about! I just had to sit and watch!” He was violently weeping, his body was shaking aggressively and his breathing was quick and shallow. I wrapped him in my arms as tightly as possible and tried to sooth him.
“Baby, look! It’s me, I’m here. I’m safe and alive. It was just a dream, baby,” I spoke, doing my best to comfort him. He just kept shaking his head with tears streaming down his cheeks. “Freddie, it’s just a nightmare. I’m not going anywhere, I promise. If anything were to happen, I know you’d protect me. I trust you Fred. Everything is fine.” He merely shook his head and rested his cheek against my chest. He cried until he couldn’t cry anymore. By this point, it was nearing two am. I knew at this point that nothing I said would stop the worries in his head. So, I laid there and cuddled the red-head boy. After a long thirty five minutes of tears, Fred finally stopped sobbing and now laid completely exhausted.
“I’m sorry.” a small whisper spoke.
“Why are you sorry?” He shrugged.
“For crying, for waking you up, for keeping you up…” he trailed. I sighed. I didn’t want him to feel like this.
“Don’t be sorry babe. I have kept you up a multitude of times over my worries and fears. You do this for me all the time without a single hesitation, why wouldn’t I do it for you? Also, don’t be afraid to cry in front of me. Ever. I won’t think you’re weak or think you’re not manly. I’m just gonna think you’re human. Don’t apologize for that ever.” I said, sternly. He nodded against my skin. “Now, do you wanna go to bed? Are you feeling better?” I returned to my gentler tone.
“Can I sleep with you?” His voice resembled one of a child, innocent. I laughed lightly.
“Of course. I have to admit, it hasn’t been easy sleeping without you lately. Who cares about Umbridge? I’m not doing this anymore. We are going back to our normal sleeping arrangement.” I told him.
“I agree. I hate not having you with me.”’ he agreed. We got up off the couch and headed back up to my dorm. We used a quick trick that we learned over the years to travel up the stairs into the girls dorm. We shuffled into my dorm and got ready to finally go to bed. Fred yanked his shirt over his head and throw it in my trunk before climbing into bed with with me. He wrapped me up in his arms, causing me to rest my head on his shoulder. We shared a final kiss before drifting off to sleep.