This is rewritten from my previous story of Sleepless nights. The plot is similar, but with slight changes. I've just been replacing the chapters. This may severly confuse you.
Warning. Contains slash reference. No detail, but don't read if you don't like the idea full stop. Also if you don't like the idea of a naked Dumbledore. But that isn't in detail either. Nobody is that perverted.
Chapter 1
Harry woke suddenly to a mysterious squeeking, one of the most unusual noices in the boys dormatries of Hogwarts. Or at least in Nevilles bed, where the noise seemed to originate from. But this time Harry couldn't just sit back and listen as he normally did, savouring the image. No, he had to know who was dared enter Longbottoms bed.
With concussed cat like grace, Harry stumbled over to the boys bed, and, having left his common sense in his bed as well as his teddy (Snuggles), pulled the curtain apart to reveal Neville and Ron in an unusual position.
"Check mate Neville, I told you I ruled the chessboard. Now, hand over the porno." Neville reluctantly handed over his collection of barnyard porn, and proceeded to cry softly into his pillow, while Ron congratulated himself.
"Ohhhh, they have pigs in this issue!" Ron was soon so loud, Neville went and sat in Harry's bed, and started to hump the teddy while moaning "Harry you sexy beast." Harry made a note to burn it in the morning, and went to the bath room.
"Moo!" Harry was rudly confronted by an enormas tongue in his face, and behind it, he saw none other then Dean with his trousers down.
"Sorry bout that mate," he grunted. "Wanna go, she's too much woman for me."
"Maybe another night." Harry quickly splashed some water on his face, took one last glance at the look of extreme consentration on Dean's face, and ran out to the common room.
"Harry, it's not what you think!" said a surprised Fred or George, Harry was too tired to tell. When he looked closly, he noticed it was both, in the middle of a threesome with Dobby the house elf. Harry was so horrified he looked around everywhere for something to take his mind of the horrible site before his eyes, and noticed Colin standing in the corner with his trousers down, frantically taking pictures. That'll do.
"What is with Griffindors today? All I want is some sleep. You all are obsessed with inter-speacis breeding. And before you ask Dobby, master Harry Potter doesn't want to join you freaks! Ewww!" Harry screamed as he stood in what could be mayonaise, and he didn't want to know if it wasn't, and he stormed out of the room up to the girls dormatories. The girls swiftly made room for him as they all left after seeing the scrawny scruffy haired boy with bags under his eye. Only a few screamed from the sight, so a good reaction in Harry's opinion. He was pleased to hear even more screams when they entered the common room.
"Harry, how many times have I told you to stay out of my bed!" yelled a very annoyed Hermione, after finding someone was using her as a pillow.
"Burn it all!" This confused Hermione alot, since she knew nothing of the going ons of the boys dormatries, and Nevilles defouling of stuffed animals. She had often found Harry in her bed since she dumped him for a poor performance.
It took Harry a while to actually wake up, even when Hermione proceeded to shove her knee in his lower regions, but once he had rose, Hermione ran out to the common room.
