Rating: NC17

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Was this a dream, is it real. He's just there staring at me with his breathtaking sliver blue eyes, what do I do? Oh no, he's coming over to me closer, closer, closer. He reached me on the couch bending down to face me, out lips are a breath apart. Just please one more step closer, please! "BOY!" yelled aunt petunia, "hurry up Boy and make dudders breakfast", she replied vehemently. 'Joy', the boy whose name was Harry Potter thought sarcastically; 'his highness needs breakfast, shall I also scrub the palace, oh wait! I already do'. Why does dumbly insist that I stay here every year, when Voldemort himself has my blood within his veins t resurrect himself to life. Of only he had gained that hot body his horcrux Tom had back in the chamber of secrets, Yummy! Hmmm Harry kept on thinking while serving Dudley, his Aunt Petunia and now his newly awaken majesty Uncle Vernon their breakfast. He made sure to cook more than usual today so at least he can have some breakfast today, even if they are leftovers.