"Do you want me to get you a pain potion?" she asked, her voice stuffed to bursting with worry and a groundless fear. She didn't need to be afraid. It had only been a nightmare. Hermione's hands trembled as she pushed her hair behind her ears, staring at him with big fear-round eyes, and Draco suddenly wondered with intense mortification, whether he had only been screaming in his dream, or...or whether he'd woken her with his cries. Fuck. He hadn't had a nightmare like that in months.