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A/N: A drabble inspired by Linkin Park's "Leave Out All The Rest". Awesome song.

"Harry!"

Draco woke up with a gasp.

Breathing hard from the adrenaline pumping through his veins, he ran a hand through his hair. Why? He thought angrily. It's been five years; you'd think I'd forget H-

He cut himself short. It was still too painful, too raw; to think of H- Draco shook his head, willing himself to stop the agonising thoughts. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. The numbers blinked bright red. It was only 4 o'clock in the morning.

He sighed. There was no point in going back to sleep. Draco slipped out of bed.