With a long yawn I attempt to roll over for my morning stretch, when I feel Draco’s lethal wand poking my lower back. You’d think it would be a new sensation, but alas it’s not. With the war nightmares giving me a constant excuse to warm his bed, I’m used to feeling his sizeable erection against my back and arse. But this is the first time I wake up sore from feeling them inside me the night before.