"Ah!!!" Draco shouted as he woke up in that same room. "Rosina! Rosina!" he turned around aggressively to look for his mate, but he was back in reality.
Before him was Vanda crouching down with a smile on her face.
"Welcome back, Draco," Vanda smiled at a knowing look. She waved at Draco to show that he was back.
Draco looked at her with wide eyes while his brain tried to register what had happened. He sat up and looked around the place.
"Did I fall asleep?" Draco asked and felt a terrible headache; his joints were aching, especially his hands.
"Hmm, you can guess," Vanda grinned and sat across from him. She watched as Draco tried to put the pieces together.
Draco looked at his hand. Part of his skin was reddish, and he could still feel the burn he got from touching the silver metal. That's when he realized it wasn't just a dream.
"I've been thinking too much. Milk me."