Waking up with a gasp Harry looked around thankful that no one else was awake. He couldn't go back to sleep even if he tried, even if he wanted to. No, the nightmares were too much and coming back at full force. Though Harry supposed that they were memories and not nightmares, not that, that made him feel better. His hand went to his collarbone where he traced a burn mark. A mark he knew would never leave him and a mark that he never showed anyone.