Harry
I woke up screaming but the sound fell silent upon my ears. It was the same dream.
Where I was holding a young platnaum blonde baby boy when I was a baby as well. The flash of green light and everything going black. Being beaten the shit out of my the Dursleys (doesn't usually occur in his dreams).
I took a knife I hid carefully in the cupboard I sleep in out. And traced the blade against my forearm. From my wrist to my elbow. Blood slowly dripped onto the floor.
If I got my blood on the bed they would KILL me. I'm not kidding.
The fresh blood dripped onto a pool of dry blood hidden in the shadows of the dark cupboard.
I listened carefully for the Dursleys. Making sure I had stopped bleeding by the time they woke up.
Ripping a piece of fabric and of my blanket I tied it around my forearm. I hissed out as I tied the fabric. Thinking back to the blonde boy I had no clue why I wanted to protect him.
Draco
Waking up I looked out the window to see if the sun was up. And it wasn't. Why the hell would I be up at this time?
Hissing out in pain I looked at my forearm and saw a faint scar from my wrist to my inner elbow. It must be my mate! This has happened before but never bad enough to leave scaring. What the fuck is happening to my submissive!?