-Gasp- I'm back this quick after finishing 'The Gift'! That's like a new record for me xD

Anyway, this is request from jessirose85, thank you for pulling me back from the horrible writer's block! Hope you like it!

And, as always, hope you enjoy!


Harry moaned as skilled fingers travelled down his chest. He felt like he was on fire, every part of his body burned and the fact that the earlier mentioned fingers now traced teasingly up his thighs, didn't help at all.

When the slim digits wrapped around his member, Harry gasped and arched into the touch, his mind was filled with nothing but the pleasure that the fingers brought and that he didn't want it to stop.

Just as he felt himself reaching his climax, he could see smirking, silver-gray eyes looking down on him.

Harry woke up panting and drenched in sweat. When he moved his legs, he could also feel something sticky and he sighed. How tired he was of this, waking up with sticky boxers every morning. After the first couple of times, he had learned to cast a silencing charm on his bed and being careful to pull the curtains shut tightly before going to sleep.

It wasn't like he didn't know who the second person in these dreams were either. Oh no, he was painfully aware of it. Every time he saw him, he couldn't stop staring at him, admiring the shiny, silver hair and graceful demeanour.

The war was finally put to an end one year ago. He was back at Hogwarts now, along with everyone who wanted to continue their seventh year. Harry himself hadn't even started it, since he had been off looking for Horcruxes, so he had a mountain of work to do.

Harry was brought back to reality by the rather uncomfortable feeling in his pants. Sighing, he jumped up from the bed and hurried to the bathroom without his room-mates noticing. Though none of the other boys in the dorm didn't experience this from time to time, Harry wasn't too interested in them finding out that the Golden Boy had wet dreams about the father of one of the most feared and hated student in Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy.

After the war, the Malfoy family had avoided prison because Narcissa, Lucius Malfoy's ex-wife, had helped Harry when he had fought against Voldemort. Draco had been following the Dark Lord's commands because he, at first, wanted to impress Voldemort, but then he had starting doubting his ways and soon, he only followed the commands he got because of fear of what would happen to his parents if he disobeyed. Lucius had also started to doubt Voldemort's methods, and when Draco was pulled into his schemes, the oldest Malfoy only wanted to get away from the dark wizard as fast as possible.

Even thought the ministry may have considered them innocent, many of the students at Hogwarts still considered the Slytherins evil bastards whose only goal was to make other people feel miserable.

When Harry had finished his shower, he quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before pulling on a black robe. He was hungry and wanted nothing more than to get a slice of bread and some bacon.

Hermione was already sitting at the Gryffindor table, reading the Daily Prophet. When he sat down next to her, she said a quick 'good morning' before returning to the paper. Harry, who was used to his friend's behaviour. She would start talking to him when she was finished with what she was reading anyway. While he waited for her to finish, the raven-haired teen grabbed a slice of bread and bacon and started eating.

As he had predicted, Hermione put down the paper soon after and turned to face him.

"Good morning, Harry. Slept well tonight?" she asked, and the innocent question made him blush slightly, but the girl didn't seem to notice.

"Yeah, sure. After the war, I've finally been able to get a good nights sleep." he said and smiled, a smile which Hermione returned.

Harry felt a little bad about lying to one of his best friends, but he couldn't possibly tell her about the dreams he'd been having recently either. That was completely out of the question. After a couple of minutes, Ron joined them at the table, his face showing that he wasn't too happy about having to wake up so early, just to have potions the first thing in the morning.

"Morning Ron." Hermione said looking up just as the red-head sat down and immediately began to shovel various things in his mouth.

"G'd mrning H'rmione" he said in between mouthfuls of bread and egg. She looked quiet disgusted and strictly told him to shut his mouth while eating.

Harry chose to ignore them and felt his eyes travel towards the Slytherins. To his surprise, he saw Draco Malfoy looking straight at them, but not with the usual smirk, but a hint of... was that jealousy?

When he caught Harry looking at him, the youngest Malfoy hurriedly turned away from them and began talking to Pansy Parkinson who sat right next to him.

Harry was also pulled out if his musings as of why Draco had been looking at them that way. He couldn't believe that the arrogant Ice Prince of Slytherin would even glance their way if it wasn't to cast a specifically nasty spell or a crude remark, when Ron told him they should be on their way or they would risk having detention with Snape for being late.

Snape had yet to arrive when Harry. Ron and Hermione reached the dungeons, so they stood there waiting, along with Neville and Dean, who had been thinking along the same lines as them.

"So, Harry. What do you think about today's Quidditch training? Have you thought up a program that we should practise?" Ron asked. Harry had been made captain of Gryffindor's quidditch team, not that anyone was surprised about that.

He was about to answer when Draco Malfoy arrived together with his friends. To the raven-haired teens surprise, the blond didn't look at him, but at Hermione, with a very strange expression on his face. And when Hermione laughed at something Neville had said, a slight blush painted the usually so pale cheeks a soft pink.

It took about five seconds before it hit Harry. Draco Malfoy, the person who had always made a point out of hating Muggleborn people, liked Hermione!

Slowly, a plan started to form in his head and when Snape arrived and ushered them in, and then told Harry that he was to work with Draco this lesson, he wasn't as disappointed as he thought he would be.


There you have it! The first chapter!

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