Author: Evita
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I don't
make any money out of this and do it for fun. Don't sue
This story contains slash (Harry/Draco) or (Draco/Harry )Whatever
5th year now AU because book five came out
I'm redoing the fic a bit, for I'm not happy with it.
If you want the archive my fic somewhere I'd be very honoured, just email me.
If you want to my beta I will you love forever.
If you email me, please do!
If you review you'll make my day.
Prologue
Chapter One (Prologue)
The moonlight shone down on the little 14 year old boy, resting peacefully in his bed. Peacefully? Maybe not.
"You!? What are doing here! This is my house, my attic, MY special place!" "Shhhh Dragon you don't have to scream I just wanted to see you." "WHAT! You can't just creep into my..." He was silenced by the raven haired boy, wrapping his arms around him and whispered: "Don't worry Little Dragon, just don't worry for once." After that he gently nuzzled the little blonde's neck.
The same blond dragon woke up with a start from his dream finding himself in a quite well... peculiar position. If you would call waking up from a dream with a body covered in a sheen of sweat, hands up your shirt and well, how should we call it... a wet spot in your p.j. bottoms accompanied by a firm looking bulge. Nothing quite peculiar one would say, just another adolescent boy who had his (first) wet dream. No the thing that made it peculiar, or just straight out weird, was that Draco Malfoy, boy in question had just dreamed about Harry Potter.
These things where not supposed to happen to Malfoys! Not to him. What was he supposed to do? The boy was trying to calm himself. It worked, well maybe a little. He tried to think and breathe. Since when was that so hard? Maybe it had to do something to do with his *condition* Okay, so he had just have a dream about Potter, a... wet dream.' Did that change things? he wondered. It changed a lot only Draco just did not know it... yet. 'Now Draco, he tried to tell himself, calm yourself you're a Malfoy and a boy in puberty everybody has these .....these dreams.' But not about Potter did they, did they dream about Potter and wake up like this?, hell NO Why him?
But first he had to change. When he pulled his top of he noticed that his whole body had this weird warm glowy feeling all over. So e started to do some first time exploring of his own body.
He only lasted a few minutes. And there he lay, panting, sticky and very confused.
***
Thank you for reading and please review!
Evita
This story contains slash (Harry/Draco) or (Draco/Harry )Whatever
5th year now AU because book five came out
I'm redoing the fic a bit, for I'm not happy with it.
If you want the archive my fic somewhere I'd be very honoured, just email me.
If you want to my beta I will you love forever.
If you email me, please do!
If you review you'll make my day.
Prologue
Chapter One (Prologue)
The moonlight shone down on the little 14 year old boy, resting peacefully in his bed. Peacefully? Maybe not.
"You!? What are doing here! This is my house, my attic, MY special place!" "Shhhh Dragon you don't have to scream I just wanted to see you." "WHAT! You can't just creep into my..." He was silenced by the raven haired boy, wrapping his arms around him and whispered: "Don't worry Little Dragon, just don't worry for once." After that he gently nuzzled the little blonde's neck.
The same blond dragon woke up with a start from his dream finding himself in a quite well... peculiar position. If you would call waking up from a dream with a body covered in a sheen of sweat, hands up your shirt and well, how should we call it... a wet spot in your p.j. bottoms accompanied by a firm looking bulge. Nothing quite peculiar one would say, just another adolescent boy who had his (first) wet dream. No the thing that made it peculiar, or just straight out weird, was that Draco Malfoy, boy in question had just dreamed about Harry Potter.
These things where not supposed to happen to Malfoys! Not to him. What was he supposed to do? The boy was trying to calm himself. It worked, well maybe a little. He tried to think and breathe. Since when was that so hard? Maybe it had to do something to do with his *condition* Okay, so he had just have a dream about Potter, a... wet dream.' Did that change things? he wondered. It changed a lot only Draco just did not know it... yet. 'Now Draco, he tried to tell himself, calm yourself you're a Malfoy and a boy in puberty everybody has these .....these dreams.' But not about Potter did they, did they dream about Potter and wake up like this?, hell NO Why him?
But first he had to change. When he pulled his top of he noticed that his whole body had this weird warm glowy feeling all over. So e started to do some first time exploring of his own body.
He only lasted a few minutes. And there he lay, panting, sticky and very confused.
***
Thank you for reading and please review!
Evita