When Harry finally slept, it was hard. Because he'd been awake for... he didn't know how many hours straight. On one hand, he didn't want to sleep; he didn't want to risk dreaming. On another, he kind of felt like sleeping and... never waking up.
He'd ended up in the bed - their bed - fully clothed, and just passed out. He didn't even know where Bond was. Probably out... looking for whoever was responsible for this.
He'd ended up in the bed - their bed - fully clothed, and just passed out. He didn't even know where Bond was. Probably out... looking for whoever was responsible for this.