Don't own Harry Potter. That is J.K Rowling, who opened up the imagination of an entire generation with her literary works.
Outside Hogwarts - A brief look into the lives of the trio
Chapter 1
The goddess started to crawl towards him. Her ample bosom nearing his face. Then it happened. He watched as her face started to distort, her hair started to shrink and change colour. Where there were once breasts was now a pale flat chest. And then the voice. He shouted at him. "Potter!". An unmistakable voice. The man now standing above him, the man he found so attractive. Draco Malfoy.
Harry had been struggling with this dream for a while. It started in 4th year. He tried to use Cho as a distraction. Then Cedric died. Again it returned. But then Sirius...
He had suffered so much loss, all at age 15. He wanted to make the pain go away. So that night while at the burrow, he had grabbed a full bottle of firewhiskey and downed half. That's when the dream came back. He didn't understand it. He had already awoken multiple times with morning wood because of it! It's not that he couldn't accept he was bi-sexual. It was because it was Malfoy. Why him?
He awoke the next morning to Ron shaking him. Bottle in hand, and as hard as oak. He turned a deep shade of crimson when he realised that Ron had noticed. He attempted to stand, failing in all areas. Ron helped him into the bathroom where Harry proceeded to take a shower.
He just sat there. The water luke warm. Pouring onto his body. He let his eyes close. He let the dream continue. He let it enter his conscious mind. "Potter", it echoed in his mind. He watched as Malfoy leaned in. But it wasn't Malfoy, it was Draco. A boy that was hurting just as much as he was. He let him kiss him. Hungrily, with a passion. A need, a want. Something Harry was all to happy to satisfy. He watched as Draco attempted to impale his anus on Harry's penis. Harry's hand reached down towards his penis and he started to stroke. Harry positioned himself with Draco and entered him. He felt Draco tighten around him. Harry started to pump his hand faster, he felt the water deter him but continued. He kept thrusting until they both came. Harry sprayed his seed deep inside Draco. Harry climaxed and opened his eyes.
Maybe this is a reason to live ... He thought as he passed out.
He tried to get up but his body failed him. Harry Potter the boy who lived, silently drowning. He felt the water wash over him. Continuing to build. He was so scared, so angry, the emotional barricades he had started to fall. He wanted to be 11 again. When he first walked into hogwarts. Just that moment. Where it was like he could take on the world...
He saw everyone who left him. Everyone he ever loved. Wisps of their being. Even now. Now when he needed them the most. They were still so far. Everything turned a frosty blue, it slowly darkened, all but a speck of golden light. All the anger he held drove him to stab at the speck. It was all his life was. Just another speck. He heard voices. Shouting. Ron?