I can’t fall asleep, my mind is busy whirling with thoughts, going between Harry and Draco. I let out a frustrated huff as I toss and turn in the sheets. Everything is either too hot or too cold. My thoughts start to linger on Draco. I know a trick to make me fall asleep, but that would make it a streak of seven days of using it. As my hand lays on my belly, I kick the sheets off and let my hand glide lower.  I am just doing this so I can sleep. 