Wishes Running Amok by insanelxlramblings (basically me but it can't publish till two days. Posting it here as a preview and introduction)
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Disclaimer: Sadly, Harry Potter characters do not belong to me. If they did, they would all be making smexy moves right now.
Summary: A Christmas gift to one Harry Potter and one Draco Malfoy. This is why you don't make wishes so easily…
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In the Dursleys…
Harry Potter was currently one very angry male. Emerald orbs were narrowed dangerously to slits, furious and murderous.
"BOY, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"
Harry let out a strangled scream which he reflexively muffled with his rather lumpy and uncomfortable hand-me-down pillow given from dear Dudders.
"I SAID GET DOWN HERE!!!"
"BRAT!?"
'Great. Now the screeching female also joins him. A soft sigh escaped his lips and the wizard simply fell onto his mattress and wished in his mind how he could get out of this place. Quickly and in the future. However, he knew that was not to be with the whole blood-rite-protection and the whole –Voldie coming after him- thing. The least God could do was give him a twin who could do everything for him or at least be a companion for the hard times...
Harry flipped over and groaned lightly as the heavy foot steps foretold of a long annoying lecture of immature adults.
"I wish…"
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At the Malfoys…
"Draco, prepare yourself for the next week. You will be taken to the Dark Lord to be marked."
'Why Father..'
Draco thought tiredly, eyes looking only at the floor as he nodded quietly without the prideful posture and dignity that he eludes while in Hogwarts. It was but a mask, after all. Not everyone can survive in Slytherin if they aren't popular, rich or powerful. Luckily, Draco was all three. However, if he were to even forget his mask for a few moments in the dorm or in front of viewers and the audience, Draco would suffer greatly both physically and mentally.
'Even if I wanted to just be myself, how can I when I have enemies in all houses? It is all for myself.'
As his father dismissed him, the blonde male walked out of the room, careful to not slam the door and head up the stairs to his bedroom where he quickly locked it and fell face first on his bed. The sheets may look fluffy but they were stiff due to being so thickly starched.
"I wish there was someone who could help me and be with me…"
Little did they know what their simple wishes would do.