Title- if only you knew

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Summary- Harry's been dreaming of Draco. Draco has a secret. So what happens when Draco starts to receive love poems from an anonymous person and feelings unfold? Slash! Mpreg. Strong language.

Authors Note- hey you guys finals are over and I can't wait to see your reactions to this story. Read and review! I don't own harry Potter.

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NeverLoveAnother

Draco Malfoy sat in the great Hall at dinner time extremely pissed off as Pansy Parkinson continued her rant about how Draco wasn't paying her any attention.

"Shut up woman!" Draco spat at her in attempt to shut her up.

"You always have someone else on your mind that constantly isn't me and if I ever found out who they were I'm going to AK them so far back in the past they would be able to the witness the birth of Salazar himself!

Hearing her heart felt threat his stomach lurched knowing deep in the darkest parts of his mind who it was sent at. He shifted in his seat to glare at her.

"Now you listen here you pug faced, worthless, sorry excuse for a pure blooded bitch. You leave who ever I'm with alone got that!" Draco leaned in closer so he could wispier in her ear.

"Wouldn't want your darling father to know what a whore he raised would he? Or the fact that you aborted his only heir when you were sixteen?" Draco says pulling back to see tears of horror sliding down her pudgy face.

"Y-you wouldn't..." A pleading look in her eyes as she shook in her seat.

"They don't call me the Slytherin Ice Prince for nothing do they?" Giving her an evil smirk that would freeze hell over in a heart beat.

"Now get out of my face." Pansy pushed back from the table and ran from the Great Hall. Draco looked down at a group of fifth year girls looking his way. 'Probably trying to figure who he was protecting so viciously'. A quick look sent their gazes back to their food. He sighed as he dropped his head onto his hands.

'I can't take this much longer'. Draco lifted his head from his hands as he felt eyes on him. Potter. Draco and Harry's eyes lock as a shiver was shared between the two. Draco was first to brake away and lowered his head to hide his small smile.

'God I can't get those eyes out of my head. I need to go to sleep'. Just as he was about to leave one of the school owls dropped a rolled up piece of parchment on his plate.

"What the...?" Draco picked it up and saw it addressed to him with a warning on the front "OPEN ALONE". He looked around to see if anyone was looking towards him and walked gracefully out of the Great Hall making a few passing Ravenclaws swoon as he passed. He didn't notice a dark haired lion slipping out behind him.

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Sitting on his four poster, curtains drawn and multiple charms and spells placed on them he unrolled the parchment.

'Dear Draco,

I always imagine your gentle touch

If only you knew I felt this much

Not being with you I'm falling apart

Because I don't know how to get to your heart

If only you could see the love in my eyes

Of all those nights I have sat and cried

Just look at me I'm standing here

Just call my name and I'll be there

How long the wait

I don't know when you'll let it show

If only you knew the feelings I have for you

Maybe one day you'll have the same feelings too'

As soon as Draco read the last line the ink sank into the parchment and new words came forth.

"What the...?" Draco's head was reeling. Who felt that strongly about him? His heart beat spread up as he considered Harry. "No don't get your hopes up."

'Hello Draco.' Came the reply in swooping green hand writing.

'Who is this?' Draco pulled out a quill and scribbled back and watched as the ink sank.

'I can't tell you that just yet but you can call me Golden Snake.'

'There is no such thing as a golden snake.'

'I know that, that's why I chose it. I thought you were the smartest guy in Hogwarts surely you can figure out the meaning behind it?'

'And if I don't?'

'You ask too many questions.'

'Well excuse me but I'm talking to a complete stranger here.'

'Oh trust me Draco I'm no stranger to you. You can bet every sickle you have in your whole family on that.'

'Fine if you know me than answer me this. What color are my eyes?'

'As stupid of a question as that is they are light blue with grey mixed in making them look silver which most people mistake them for.'

'Correct. What didn't I get an outstanding in on my OWL's and what did I get?' Draco though he had them this time. Only certain people knew what he got.

'Oh, that's a hard one but I know it anyway. Transfiguration which you got an exceeds expectations.'

Ok now Draco was scared.

'How the hell do you know that?!'

'I told you I know you. Now I'm no stalker just so you know.'

'Than how do you know these things?'

'Well first of all the questions weren't that hard and when you know a person for seven years you pick up on things.'

'So you're a seventh year?'

'Very good Mr. Malfoy! Ten points to Slytherin!' Draco had to laugh at that and in a playful response he wrote.

'Bastard'

'Not as big as one as you. I saw how you made Parkinson run from the Great Hall at dinner. She must have pissed you off good.'

'Yeah she did. I know it's not polite to call a girl this but she really is a whore.'

'Yeah I know.'

'What how?!'

'I crashed a party you had and got totally pissed and shagged her. Worst fuck I've ever had in my life. That or the fact that I was gay meant anything to the equation.'

'So let me get this straight you crashed my party, free loaded on our fire whiskey, and shagged one of our girls only to be turned gay and fall in love with me?'

'Ding! Ding! Ding! You are correct! Draco Malfoy come on down!'

'Would you stop that?'

'I could but where's the fun in that?'

'Are you A Slytherin?'

'Wish I could tell you but I'm sleepy good night.'

'Wait! What if I want to talk to you again?'

'Just hold your quill tip to the paper and say Golden Snake. Just wait a minuet and I'll respond.'

'Okay good night Golden Snake.'

'Good night My Dragon.'

Draco rolled up the parchment, placed it in his dresser draw and got into bed.

"That was... interesting."

The last thing he thought of before he fell asleep was 'I wonder if it's Harry?'

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If you were looking for him you would find Harry Potter in his bed sleeping. A piece of parchment clutched tightly in his hand and a playful smile on his face.

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So there you are so tell me what you think. There's more to come!

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NeverLoveAnother