He was so sleepy, that he barely registered Draco kissing him goodnight, or the door opening and closing behind him as he left. If he’d been asked to put money on it, Harry would have bet on warm fuzzy dreams of cuddles and having his hair stroked, or perhaps hot steamy dreams where he and Draco explored some of the ideas Draco had put in his head. He never would have bet on the dream he actually ended up having.