Title: Dream No More

Warning: MalexMale. One Side Love. OC. AU.

Summary: "Don't I look just like my brother? After all, we are twins. And I've always wanted to know what gay sex feels like, so why don't you pretend that I'm my brother, and have sex with me?"

In order of appearance- Characters/Pairings: DM/HP, DM/MP (OC)

A/N: The Sleeping Raven is made up of two people, for this story, Dream No More. This story has one OC and some OOC as a result, please, if you do not like that, do not read it. The story is also an AU, yet again, if you do not like that, do not read it. Any comments, suggestions, reviews will be welcomed as long as they are constructive/respective/wonderful. Other than those ever-so-wisdom-ful words, please enjoy! (Sleeping is very well aware that 'wisdom-ful' is not a word.)

Prologue: Interlude

Why…

Why did things turn out like this?

The sound of a bed creaking can be heard through the apartment. The light within the apartment is scarce, creating the perfect mood for the two who wish to be discreet.

Two bodies are mingling with sweat; one is buried deep inside the smaller one. A small hand is clutching a broad, smooth back as vigorous movements continue. The smaller person's legs are held up strong hands; a position for pleasure.

The taller one has blonde hair, silver grey eyes are revealed as he gazes down at the smaller man beneath him. His gaze is filled with lust, and a look; he is not there.

Returning a kiss; the smaller one, his hair black as the sky at night, opens his eyes to reveal deep emeralds. The smaller man wears a smitten look. Clutching onto the other man passionately, he is happy to be under this grunting brute.

The raven haired man throws his head back, pleasure coursing through his face, as the blonde begins to thrust against him.

"Dra…co…" the raven haired man murmurs; a whispered prayer to his sex-God. He cannot say enough to Draco, and at the same time, he cannot say anything at all.

"MATTHEW!" Draco screams as he comes inside the smaller man. Draco thrusts a few extra times into Harry as he rides the euphoria, then he pulls out to leave Harry empty. Filled only with sticky semen.

'No… that's not my name...'

'My name is Harry… Not Matthew… Not Matthew…'

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-The Sleeping Raven