Author name: midnight sun
Author email: hermionemalfoy5@aol.com
Category: Romance/General
Spoilers: All books
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When Harry Potter gets a note asking him to meet someone in the third floor corridor, he goes but could this be the greatest mistake of his life?
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Note: This will be slash. If you do not like it, then please leave.
Harry sat in Potions class and sighed. He really hated the class. Snape was nastly to most of the students with the sole exception of the Slytherins; especially Draco Malfoy. Harry turned his head to gaze at Draco. What was so special about this person that made over half the female (and some of the male) population practically fall to his feet begging for a quick snog? Draco wasn't that spectacular, Harry thought. Sure he had the silky blonde, almost silver hair, and the slim seeker's build with visible muscles, and the smirk that drove thousands mad. But there was nothing special about that, was there?
As if he had noticed the question, Draco turned his head and stared straight into Harry's eyes.
He smirked.
Harry tryed to glare in return but after failing misrebly, he turned back ot his potion.
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Later that night...
Harry put on his invisibility cloak and sauntered out of the Gryffindor common room. He had recieved an anonymous note telling him to be in the deserted corridor on the third floor - where Fluffy had been kept earlier - at midnight. Harry didn't know who this not was from but he doubted that it was from a follower of Voldemort and saw no reason to tell either Ron or Hermione about this. Harry made his way through the numerous corridors of Hogwarts until he finally reached the one he sought. He shed his cloak and pushed open the door, looked around.
No one.
Harry waited there for approximately ten minutes and as he had finally decided to leave, a voice whispered against his neck,
"I see that you came..."
Harry whirled around but saw nobody. Harry pondered the possibility of it being Peeves playing a trick against him but decided that it had to be a human - he could still feel the breath on his neck where he or she had whispered those five words. Harry was getting quite nervous by now, knowing that there was someone else in the room with him but he could not see the person.
Suddenly, Harry felt himself being knocked to the ground and his arms being raised over his head by this other person. Harry tried to struggle but it was in vain. The person was stronger than him and had the advantage of invisibility. If there was anything to say about the mysterious stranger, Harry had to admit that the person was actually extremly strong. Not many could have trapped seventh-year, Gryffindor Seeker, Harry James Potter like that. Harry's mind raced, trying to deduct who it could be and decided that it had to be a seventh year or teacher and not a girl. Definitely not a girl. Harry didn't know how he felt about this fact, only that he was slightly alarmed.
Harry felt something being tied around his wrists, he didn't know whether it was magical or not but it both bound him and anchored him to the floor. However hard Harry Potter tried, he could not move his arms.
The invisible person saw Harry trying to struggle and chuckled.
This really would be fun.
A/N: I've never written this type of fic before. I'd love it if any of you reviewed. Next chapter to come...