NOEL'S POV.
I stayed facing the wall for what felt like an endless stretch of time after the lights finally went out in the room. The darkness did not bring any kind of peace or calm to me. Instead it made everything sharper. I could hear every single sound Draco made on his side of the room while he sat up watching game film on his laptop. The low volume of the plays running, the way he breathed a little heavier when something on the screen annoyed him, the occasional shift of his weight on the mattress that made the springs creak softly.
My entire body stayed tense and wired the whole time. The mark on my neck throbbed steadily under the thick fabric of the hoodie, sending warm pulses down into my shoulder and chest like it refused to let me forget who had put it there. I kept one hand
