A/N: I have no idea why I wrote this; in fact; I don't even know where I was going with this; I guess it can count as my first crack fic though I honestly wish to make a (very odd) story about this one day.
Onwards.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K. Rowling
Harry looked up at the boy in front of him in blatant disbelief.
"This isn't possible."
Harry grinned at his slightly smaller self. "And now why do you believe that?"
Harry spluttered and narrowed his eyes. "Cause you're me!" He frowned in confusion. "But how can I be you and you be- argh!" He groaned in irritation as he ran his hand through his hair wildly.
"This makes absolutely no sense!" He pouted at himself. "What are you?"
Harry chuckled and shrugged.
"I'm you Harry…" He moved closer to his smaller self and wrapped his arms around his small waist; grinning inwardly at the small gasp that left those plump red lips.
Harry shook his head and tried to escape from his arms.
"I must be going mad!"
Harry laughed loudly.
"Then let's go mad together."
He grinned at himself and connected their lips, loving how sweet he tasted.
Harry struggled in his hold before pulling away and gasping in horror.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Harry sighed as he noticed the room beginning to blur around the edges.
"You'll have to find out some other time I'm afraid."
He smiled innocently at himself.
"See you later Harry."
Harry shook his head and started to yell at himself before gasping in shock.
Ron was shoving him awake; yawning as he did so before hurrying to the showers.
Harry blinked around the room in confusion before shaking his head and deciding to forget all about his strange dream.
"Until next time Harry…"
A/N: And so a strange tale is told for no other reason then boredom. If by any chance you all enjoy this very short and odd tale; please leave a review? I'll greatly enjoy one.
Thank you.
Till next time.