I woke up to check on Eleanor and make sure she was ok. It was still dark out,
and I couldn't see where I was going. "OW!" I heard a deep, sleepy voice say. I
tripped over Harry's leg and landed on top of someone else. She let out a gasp
and looked shocked. "Layla? Harry? Why are you, what? Wait what's going on here?
Are you? Did yo-" I started to ask a ton of questions, but Layla cut me off.
"Get off of me and we'll tell you!" She growled, attempting to push me off and
failing horribly. "What are you two doing?!" I yelled in a whisper. My face
looked confused and concerned and Harry's looked the same, only he was looking
at Layla. "Nothing! We didn't do anything!" Layla said looking at Harry for his
explanation. "She had a nightmare, so I woke her up. Then we got cold while she
was telling me what happened and we just both shared the blanket and she fell
asleep so I laid her down and fell asleep myself. The end. Nothing happened."
Harry said stating at me with wide eyes. "And it never will." I heard Layla say
under her breath, luckily Harry didn't hear, he would've been hurt. We all know
he likes her. "Sorry..." I hesitated and walked over to Eleanor. She was ok,
thank The Lord. I don't know what I do without her.