Author's Notes: Well, I really don't know what to say.. *thinks* oh, mind you, English isn't my first language, so I *know* you'll find mistakes but bear with me, I do hope I'll find a pre-reader.. if you want to be my proof-reader, you're more than welcome. Just let me know AND if you don't want to read male x male pairings... well, there's this tiny little 'x' box on the top-right of this window, you might want to press it...

Pairing: Harry/Draco slash (don't tell me I didn't warn you)

Setting: a year after GoF

ACROSS TIME: a prologue
by: Mattel

It was nearly midnight. After an hour of tossing and turning, Harry finally pulled his curtain aside, letting the radiance of the moonlight fill his bed. He blinked, trying to adjust his eyes to the light. Sighing, he closed his eyes and breathed deeply and evenly, trying to sleep. He knew it was completely worthless, he'd done this a while ago along with counting off sheep, an old muggle belief which was believed to make you sleep.

'Bloody hell, I'm not going to count off sheep again, ever. It didn't make me sleepy instead, it gave me a headache'

Giving up the thoughts of having a peaceful slumber ('since it is already impossible now') he stood up and closed the curtains before heading off towards the portrait. Maybe a little stroll out in a cold night with a beautiful moon was all I needed to get rid of this acute insomnia.

Once outside he'd quietly closed the portrait behind him and whispered to the Fat Lady not to wander off the walls because he'd be back in no time.

Or so he assumed.

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Harry wandered at a very unfamiliar hallway, he knew he was quite scared, he was getting fidgety all of a sudden. Maybe this isn't a very good idea after all.

Thud!

"What in the world of Mer--!," Harry exclaimed as he felt himself being thrown off his track as he collided with something. Or rather someone, because that 'someone' started cursing using a very familiar voice. Harry looked up in time to see the face of the person he'd collided with and suddenly his mouth ran dry.

"Potter!," Draco Malfoy, with all his blonde glory, spat. He dusted himself and stood up glaring coldly at Harry. A normal habit of his.

Harry just stared. Not having the will to talk back. He only wanted to sleep, is there anything bad about it? If there isn't, then why in the world does he have to be stuck in this kind of situation?

Tapping his foot impatiently, "You know, if you don't start talking, I'm heading off to McGonagall and tell her you're sneaking. Again".

"You wouldn't"

Draco raised his eyebrow while he placed his hand on his hip, creating a very sexy silhouette, "Why wouldn't I?"

Meeting Draco's eyes without flinching was one thing, the shiver on his spine was another, What the hell is going on?!

"Then she'll know you're out here too," Harry reasoned.

"True. So?"

"Why do you hate me so much?!," Harry blurted out before he could stop himself. But years of pent-up frustration and anger surged on his veins.

Draco flinched.

Tell me you'll never forget about me…

"What did you say to me, Potter?" Draco asked, uncertainty was quite hinted on his voice, not quite sure if he heard him right.

Harry just snorted, "Are you deaf now, Malfoy? If you are, I know I could buy you some of those muggle thi--," he was cut off by Malfoy.

"Just tell me the bloody thing you said a while ago!"

Harry blinked. Malfoy's really acting weird tonight, but oh well, "I asked you why do you--,"

I won't forget you, even if I die, even if my appearance would change. No matter where or who would you be, I'll find you….

"Malfoy…um.. did you hear what I think I heard?" Harry asked.

Draco looked at Harry impassively, so now Harry bloody Potter heard it too, that means I'm not imagining things. But that doesn't mean he'll get friendly with him. The sodding Potter.

"What if I did? What's it to you?," he drawled, then stopping short as the voice started talked again.

I love you..

"This is getting creepy" Harry muttered as he turned to leave.

Draco almost laughed, he could believe he's seeing Potter like this… 'he was actually getting nervous!'

"Well, you better leave before you wet your pants,"

Harry glared at Malfoy before he left, "Well, goodnight to you too," he replied sarcastically.

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AN: well, you see, to get things straight, this fiction also deals with reincarnation.. so that explains the voice. No? well, if you can't still get it, try to read the next chapters.. I really don't know when I'll finish those said chapters though… *_*