Draco Dormiens Crisis
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this story.
Waking up to find a whole new day, Draco, our hero, starts off by throwing a book at his lazy
sidekick Crabbe. Crabbe snorts and wakes up."Damn, sir, do you have to do that every morning?"
said him in a morning voice. "Yes, you idiot now wake up Goyle. I feel like being important."
Now that we're all awake, lets get on with the real story, Okay? Oh, and all parties concerned
in the story are 21 okay? Maybe I should set up the story line. Okay here goes: Harry and Draco
both graduated with good marks and they became Quidittch stars. Draco actually turned out to
be good. Hermione graduated with top honors and was valedectorian. Ron won a Triwizard
Competion at Beauxbatons and won a lot of gold. He is engaged to Fleur and Harry is engaged
to Hermione. Draco is still single, but has taken to Hermione. She has no idea of course. Harry
and Draco put their hostilities on hold, and teamed up to finally destroy You Know Who. Harry
and Draco both play on the same Quidditch team the West Ham Destroyers. Thoughts are in
italics and so are authors notes. Now onto the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DRACO DORMIENS CRISIS
"Push him to the side Draco! Draw him away!" said Seeker Harry Potter streaking by on his Moonlight
2000. Draco caught the quaffle from one of their chasers and tossed it to one of his own. Streaking back
to his net, he dived to avoid a bludger. Spotting one of their chasers speed down the pitch, he circled
the goalpost and shooted straight through the hoop, catching the quaffle just before it went in the net.
This move earned him some cheers. "That was cool." he thought. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Harry
make one of his famous dives, catching the snitch and pulling up before he ate grass. He joined the mid-
air celebration, and grudingly congradulated his captain on his catch. "Well, Thank You, Draco, that's
the second best thing you've said all game." said Harry
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The team went out to the dinner that night, and naturally, Harry brought his fiancee. They played all
kissyface all dinner long, much to the secret jealousy of Draco, who, most unfortunatley had to share
a table. This had been going on for a while now, and Draco was sick of it; at first, he hadn't cared
about them at all, but he had really looked into his thoughts and found that the one he loved was....
Hermione. Her name made him shake and his blood run cold. His father told him to hate her, a forced
hatred for people that were different. But he was forced to kill him, kill him because he was trying to kill
Harry. "We are only as strong as we are united." that is what Draco's old headmaster had said. So, he
killed him and transfigured him into a pebble. Shortly after that, Harry asked her to marry him. Back to
the dinner now, Draco finally got sick of the kisses and he went back to his hotel room. About three or
four hours later, everyone had came back. He shared a room with the beaters, a married couple, Ginny
and Seamus or something like that. Everyone had fallen asleep by 11. But not Draco. He was still up.
For some reason known only to the stars, he walked into Hermione's room. He kneeled at Hermione's
bedside and whispered into her ear in a unnaturally soft voice: "I love you. I always have. Always will.
Truly madly deeply in love. Love that carries from the stars to the unknown. Love so true is must
come from high above............Hermione..........I Love You Like Nothing Else.............................
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Hermione had the stupidest dream in a while now. She was sleeping while Draco told her that he loved
someone, it was hard to remember now but it was a good dream. Just then, Harry walked in. "Where
were you last night? You told me you were going to get some ice. You come back nine hours later.
Is there something I should know?" demanded Hermione "Umm...No, I don't know what you mean."
said Harry "Harry, please give me the honor of doing a credible job when lying! "Listen here Hermione,
It is none of your goddamn buisness where I went last night!" said Harry while he made an advance on
her. "Harry, you're drunk. Leave me alone until you are sober, okay?"she started to leave but Harry
blocked her path. "Where do you think you're going bitch?" "I'm going out, and don't you dare try to
stop me." she had almost left the room when Harry drew his wand and tortured her. She screamed
and woke up Draco. In his moment of confusion, not knowing where he was for a minute, he traced
the source of the screaming. Acting on pure instinct alone, he grabbed Hermione's wand from her bed-
side table and stunned Harry. Hermione fell over unconsious and dazed by the pain. Draco did all he
could, which was fourtunatley enough to wake her up. Hermione woke up with a killer headache.
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"Draco!" she exclaimed in surprise,"Where am I? What's Harry doing on the floor?" Slowly memory
came back to her. "Oh my God, Draco, h-he, he tortured m- me!" She buried her face into Draco's
shoulder. Instinctively, he put his arms around her. It started to dawn on Draco that he had fallen asleep
beside Hermione's bed. He saved her life. Draco looked down at her. Hermione looked up at him. They
each knew what the other was thinking. One passion at a time. No order. They kissed deeply. A crowd
had started to gather, attracted by her screams. She said the first nice words to him ever: "Let them stare."
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One year later....................
"It all rests upon one shoulder; the power to make one special person happy. My wife, Hermione, I
can make her happy. Since that chance encounter on the train, in the forest, even under a deep lake,
a bond was formed. I wonder if Harry is regretting his descion of drinking. It will cost him a life of
sorrow, based on alchol. "There she is now! I can see her! Places!" said Draco as he crouched behind
the kitchenette. It was Hermione's birthday and Draco's Quidditch team and a couple old friends had
come to throw a surprise party. Hermione walked into her house to find the lights off and the house
very silent. Someone grabbed her and dragged her into the kitchen. The lights suddenly flicked on, and
Draco jumped from behind the kitchenette and pulled her into a deep kiss. Someone let the balloons fall,
and the kitchen was surrounded by people. "Haappyy Birthday, Hermi!" said Draco and he rejoined
the crowd. "1,2,3, Haaappppyyyy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birrrrth Day to You!"
said the group as Draco brought the cake in. It was pink with blue hearts on it. The T.V in the living room
was magically turned on, and a wizard was making a announcement: "Attention all magical people. There
has been a prison riot at Azkaban. Several dangerous people have escaped including the highly dangerous
Unforgivable Curse user Harry Potter. We belive he led the riot and has started a outlaw following. Please
take whatever precautions nessescary to ensure your safety." The T.V shut its self off. "God, Draco,
he's broken out! What do we do?" she said. Draco put a protective arm around her, and he vowed to
kill the bastard if he came here....
(A/N: Was it good? It was my first ficcy like that. Puhleez r+r and only constructive flames, pleez!)
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this story.
Waking up to find a whole new day, Draco, our hero, starts off by throwing a book at his lazy
sidekick Crabbe. Crabbe snorts and wakes up."Damn, sir, do you have to do that every morning?"
said him in a morning voice. "Yes, you idiot now wake up Goyle. I feel like being important."
Now that we're all awake, lets get on with the real story, Okay? Oh, and all parties concerned
in the story are 21 okay? Maybe I should set up the story line. Okay here goes: Harry and Draco
both graduated with good marks and they became Quidittch stars. Draco actually turned out to
be good. Hermione graduated with top honors and was valedectorian. Ron won a Triwizard
Competion at Beauxbatons and won a lot of gold. He is engaged to Fleur and Harry is engaged
to Hermione. Draco is still single, but has taken to Hermione. She has no idea of course. Harry
and Draco put their hostilities on hold, and teamed up to finally destroy You Know Who. Harry
and Draco both play on the same Quidditch team the West Ham Destroyers. Thoughts are in
italics and so are authors notes. Now onto the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DRACO DORMIENS CRISIS
"Push him to the side Draco! Draw him away!" said Seeker Harry Potter streaking by on his Moonlight
2000. Draco caught the quaffle from one of their chasers and tossed it to one of his own. Streaking back
to his net, he dived to avoid a bludger. Spotting one of their chasers speed down the pitch, he circled
the goalpost and shooted straight through the hoop, catching the quaffle just before it went in the net.
This move earned him some cheers. "That was cool." he thought. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Harry
make one of his famous dives, catching the snitch and pulling up before he ate grass. He joined the mid-
air celebration, and grudingly congradulated his captain on his catch. "Well, Thank You, Draco, that's
the second best thing you've said all game." said Harry
********************
The team went out to the dinner that night, and naturally, Harry brought his fiancee. They played all
kissyface all dinner long, much to the secret jealousy of Draco, who, most unfortunatley had to share
a table. This had been going on for a while now, and Draco was sick of it; at first, he hadn't cared
about them at all, but he had really looked into his thoughts and found that the one he loved was....
Hermione. Her name made him shake and his blood run cold. His father told him to hate her, a forced
hatred for people that were different. But he was forced to kill him, kill him because he was trying to kill
Harry. "We are only as strong as we are united." that is what Draco's old headmaster had said. So, he
killed him and transfigured him into a pebble. Shortly after that, Harry asked her to marry him. Back to
the dinner now, Draco finally got sick of the kisses and he went back to his hotel room. About three or
four hours later, everyone had came back. He shared a room with the beaters, a married couple, Ginny
and Seamus or something like that. Everyone had fallen asleep by 11. But not Draco. He was still up.
For some reason known only to the stars, he walked into Hermione's room. He kneeled at Hermione's
bedside and whispered into her ear in a unnaturally soft voice: "I love you. I always have. Always will.
Truly madly deeply in love. Love that carries from the stars to the unknown. Love so true is must
come from high above............Hermione..........I Love You Like Nothing Else.............................
**************************
Hermione had the stupidest dream in a while now. She was sleeping while Draco told her that he loved
someone, it was hard to remember now but it was a good dream. Just then, Harry walked in. "Where
were you last night? You told me you were going to get some ice. You come back nine hours later.
Is there something I should know?" demanded Hermione "Umm...No, I don't know what you mean."
said Harry "Harry, please give me the honor of doing a credible job when lying! "Listen here Hermione,
It is none of your goddamn buisness where I went last night!" said Harry while he made an advance on
her. "Harry, you're drunk. Leave me alone until you are sober, okay?"she started to leave but Harry
blocked her path. "Where do you think you're going bitch?" "I'm going out, and don't you dare try to
stop me." she had almost left the room when Harry drew his wand and tortured her. She screamed
and woke up Draco. In his moment of confusion, not knowing where he was for a minute, he traced
the source of the screaming. Acting on pure instinct alone, he grabbed Hermione's wand from her bed-
side table and stunned Harry. Hermione fell over unconsious and dazed by the pain. Draco did all he
could, which was fourtunatley enough to wake her up. Hermione woke up with a killer headache.
*************************************************
"Draco!" she exclaimed in surprise,"Where am I? What's Harry doing on the floor?" Slowly memory
came back to her. "Oh my God, Draco, h-he, he tortured m- me!" She buried her face into Draco's
shoulder. Instinctively, he put his arms around her. It started to dawn on Draco that he had fallen asleep
beside Hermione's bed. He saved her life. Draco looked down at her. Hermione looked up at him. They
each knew what the other was thinking. One passion at a time. No order. They kissed deeply. A crowd
had started to gather, attracted by her screams. She said the first nice words to him ever: "Let them stare."
**********************************
One year later....................
"It all rests upon one shoulder; the power to make one special person happy. My wife, Hermione, I
can make her happy. Since that chance encounter on the train, in the forest, even under a deep lake,
a bond was formed. I wonder if Harry is regretting his descion of drinking. It will cost him a life of
sorrow, based on alchol. "There she is now! I can see her! Places!" said Draco as he crouched behind
the kitchenette. It was Hermione's birthday and Draco's Quidditch team and a couple old friends had
come to throw a surprise party. Hermione walked into her house to find the lights off and the house
very silent. Someone grabbed her and dragged her into the kitchen. The lights suddenly flicked on, and
Draco jumped from behind the kitchenette and pulled her into a deep kiss. Someone let the balloons fall,
and the kitchen was surrounded by people. "Haappyy Birthday, Hermi!" said Draco and he rejoined
the crowd. "1,2,3, Haaappppyyyy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birrrrth Day to You!"
said the group as Draco brought the cake in. It was pink with blue hearts on it. The T.V in the living room
was magically turned on, and a wizard was making a announcement: "Attention all magical people. There
has been a prison riot at Azkaban. Several dangerous people have escaped including the highly dangerous
Unforgivable Curse user Harry Potter. We belive he led the riot and has started a outlaw following. Please
take whatever precautions nessescary to ensure your safety." The T.V shut its self off. "God, Draco,
he's broken out! What do we do?" she said. Draco put a protective arm around her, and he vowed to
kill the bastard if he came here....
(A/N: Was it good? It was my first ficcy like that. Puhleez r+r and only constructive flames, pleez!)