A/N: Okay, okay….this is my first fic in a while…so please be nice! If you don't like slash, I wouldn't recommend that you read my story. But you're welcome to read it if you want! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Come on now, does it look like I would own Harry Potter? Logic!
Haunting
Chapter One
Draco ran down the hall as fast
as he could, then stopped and hid behind a corner. He had spent the whole day
in the game of cat and mouse. The day was almost spent and still he ran away
from the insufferable American brat by the name of Amy. She was so perfect, so
annoying and such a wannabe. He hated everything about her: her stupid
attitude, likes and dislikes, and most of all the way she dressed.
"Are all American females like this?" Draco thought.
What made her extremely unbearable was that whatever he liked, surprisingly,
Amy liked too, and whatever Draco hated, Amy hated as well. There were times
that he felt that he could no longer breathe, due to how much of his own
personal space would be taken up by Amy.
"DRACO!" Oh no. Aformentioned pest was calling to him.
"Please make her go away, make her go away!" Draco thought.
Just as he got ready to run, a hand pulled him into the broom closet and
slammed the door shut. Draco's breathing was heavy since he had been running
for quite some time.
"Be quiet, she'll hear you!" whispered a familiar voice.
"Who are you?" Draco demanded quietly.
"DRACO! WHERE ARE YOU?" Amy yelled close by.
A hand crawled over Draco's mouth and didn't let him speak. The well-toned body
held Draco tightly. After Amy's footsteps could no longer be heard, the person
let Draco go.
"Lumos!" Draco whispered cautiously in case Amy came back. As his wand lit up,
he was shocked to see the person in front of him was none other than the
wonderful Harry Potter.
"Potter?! What do you want?" Draco asked angrily.
"Don't tell me you want to be near Amy?" Harry asked.
"No…but why does it concern you?"
Harry grinned, "The act is over, Draco."
"What act?"
"You don't have to pretend anymore, besides we're alone."
Draco's eyes widened slightly. Was Harry Potter hitting on him? Did he hear
correctly?
"What is it that you want, Potter?" Draco asked impatiently.
"I'll leave it to you to find out, Draco."
"It's Draco now, is it?"
Harry grinned again. "If Amy starts bothering you again, you know where to find
me."
Harry winked at Draco and stepped out of the closet.
Draco stood there, dumbfounded. Did Harry Potter know his true affections? Or
was it a dream? Had Amy knocked him out cold, and all he just saw and felt was
nothing more than a dream? He stepped out of the closet and walked towards the
Slytherin tower.
TBC……
A/N: Things are only going to get slashier! So if you don't like slash…you know what to do!!! Review please!!!! Thanks!
Morbidpixie
