#drose

And I'm fool's gold, and my heart's not right

But I'd still sell what's left in my soul just to pay the tithe

I was high and suicidal making this so I’m surprised when I woke up it was ok.

I hope you people still like nightwatch dream

Chapter 9

The sound of his cell phone ringing pierced his slumber, and Draco woke up, momentarily confused as to his whereabouts. It all came rushing back to him when he identified Rose's sleepy form, still curled up against him.

"You'd better get that," she said, yawning and stretching her arms over her head. "And good morning."

"Morning." Draco kissed her quickly before getting out of bed, reaching for his trousers, and digging his hand into his pocket.

'Father Harry' was displayed angrily on the screen. He sighed, then answered, bringing the phone up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Father Draco, where are you? We've been knocking on your door for hours, and then when we finally got it open, you were nowhere to be found. Father Alastor already checked the church and confirmed you aren't there." Father Harry's irritation was audible, clearly frustrated that Draco was missing. 

The bed shifted as Draco sat down next to Rose, rolling his eyes theatrically at her, making her giggle into her hand as she attempted to muffle it.

Summoning his resolve, he told the truth. "I'm with Rose."

Clearly, he had shocked Father Harry, who was silent for a long moment. Then his disappointed voice came through the speaker.

"You're with Rose Weasley? Who you are expressly forbidden from seeing. You do remember what Bishop Albus said, don't you?"

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