There he was, just standing there like an elegant statue. His pale blonde hair was blowing gently in the soft wind that carressed the boy's whole body. Just as I leaned in to press my lips against this angel in a fit of aggression, I felt a sharp sting in my arm…
The beautiful blonde that I desired to have to my self so badly started mouthing my name slowly over and over again with those gentle and slightly wet lips of his.
"Harry…Harry? Harry. Harry! HARRY WAKE UP!" The voice beckoned.
The twinge in my are became more severe until my eyes opened in a flash and the beautiful blonde that just stood before me turned into the familiar sigh of my bushy-haired friend, Hermione Granger. I sat right up and shoved my glasses on, staring her in alarmed fright.
"Hermione! How did you get in the boys dormitory?" I practically screamed as I gathered the sheets around my body to hide any possible stains I made from the mezmerizing dream of before.
"Nevermind that Harry, we have potions in ten minutes! If you don't hurry up we'll be late!" Hermione yelled as she frantically threw my Hogwarts uniform at me.
I quickly changed and hopped up, grabbing my school bag and my wand. Hermione and I ran through the halls of the huge castle as fast as we could. Down the stairs. Through the doors. Into the dungeons. I slowly slid my thin body down next to my best friend, Ronald Weasley.
Letting out a sigh of relief as Professor Snape came in after me, I took out my potions book. He turned slighly on his feet to snarl his greesy fast at me, only stimulating the adrenalin in my body. I glared back daringly at him before turning my attention to Ron and Hermione as I found them engulfed in yet annother fight about some small, random thing, like always.
I elbowed Ron hard in the arm and watched him as he winced and jumped while asking me what the bloody hell what that was for.
"Quit arguing you two or Snape will hear!" I hissed through my teeth as quietly as I could, though I knew it was no match for Snape's hearing. Must be a spell or something.
"Mister Potter. I suggest keeping it down to a dull roar next time. Fifteen points from Gryffindor." Snape said in his snake like, harsh tone of voice. Following his sentence that only seemed fitting to make my day even worse than it was once Hermione woke me up, I heard the rest of my fellow Gryffindors groan as yet, even more points were taken on my account.
I palmed my forehead before shaking it off, taking a deep breath to calm myself down from the frustration this day was burdening me with. Slowly, I began to think about the familiar but strange blonde that was haunting my dreams. Just picturing him in my mind made my heart jump a little, racing with butterflies in my stomach. I mean, I knew I was attracted to guys and all but I really have never felt anything quite like this before. It was if I knew him from before. As if in another life we were in love. The rush in my whole body was just so exhilerating that I actually started to feel light-headed.
I heard a couple of harsh snickers from the back of the dark classroom and I whipped my head around to look at the laughing people. I hate when people laugh at me, especially Slytherins. and right now I wanted to attack somebody for intterupting that feeling I had once again. My heart stopped, my jaw dropped so that I was left there, almost frozen in time, just gawking at him. It was the man in my dreams.
Bwefore he could comment about my lust-filled stares, I spun around and stared at my desk in horror and shock. My eyes were wude and my jaw was still to the floor. I was like a human drinking fountain, my mouth was so wide. A small sweat started to form on my brow as my hands shook. Hermione looked at me in extreme worry after watching my reaction to the Slytherins that were snickering in the back of the classroom and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Harry? What's bothering you? What is it?" Hermione asked cautiously as we left our seats as soon as class was over. We all walked out into the corridor to get ready for our next classes.
The three of us sat down as I clutched my head with those large, shaking hands. Soon after I sat down, the notorious blonde that was haunting my mind passed by me and I started to tremble slightly. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I had never fallen so hard for any guy before. I used to be the one who guys clung to…the one THEY became obsessed with. Not the other way around! I just couldn't help a few tears forming in my eyes.
"Harry what the bloody hell is the matter with you?" Ron asked, almost screaming for answers from me.
My head snapped up as I said in pure horror, almost crying, my whole body shaking, "Oh my god…I'm in love with Draco Malfoy!"