A/N Hey everyone! Hopelesslylostromantic here, It's been a while but I finally have some sort of computer to write again. Yay! Anyway I've been reading alot of Drarry and Dramione and actually they aren't that bad. So here is my first attempt at my own Drarry. I havent written in a while so please be patient with me while I get back into the swing of things. This starts out similarly to one of the fanfictions I've already written but I was a little stuck and I like where my mind went with it.

Summary: We all know that Harry has had dreams in the past that have turned out to be true, so what happens when he dreams of a certain blonde? M/M rated M just in case becuse we know how I can get. Harry/Draco.

A/N 2 I'm having a little writers block so I dont know how often I will be updating, but I do know the frustration of getting into a story then it taking forever to update so pleeeeeease be patient and leave me those lovely reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not now nor have I ever owned Harry Potter or any of the characters, if I did Drarry would have happend because honestly it makes sense.

ON WITH THE STORY:

The Boy who dreamed

Harry POV:

I stood there in the pouring rain trying to comprehend what had just transpired.

"Did...did you just kiss me?" I asked reaching up to lightly touch my now tingling lips.

Great with my luck he just poisoned me.

"What are you going on about Potter?" Malfoy smirked as he turned away from the clocktower and back to me.

Merlin, he looks sexy soaking wet...I'd like to see how he looks...Easy there Harry. Reel it in. But those smirking lips were just on mine...

"Why...why did you?" I asked sounding pretty stupid to myself.

Ok, I can talk; no paralesis. Maybe he just did it to fuck with me, the prat. That would be so HIM to do that.

"...Potter?!"

Shit. Im Spacing out!

"What Malfoy?" I grumbled lookng from his suprisingly soft lips to his slate grey eyes.

Man I could get lost in those.

"I asked you why you think I did it" Malfoy asked as he attempted to fix his rain soaked hair that I had messed up just moments ago.

It looks good all mussed. Ok, getting sidetracked again.

"Well, honestly I thought you were trying to poison me..." I started then saw Malfoys head drop.

"But now...?" He asked picking his head back up and looking me right in the eye. He smirked again but this time there was no malice. It looked almost...playful like he's actually flirting with me.

He takes a step towards me closing the small gap he had made between us. I look around the courtyard quickly, as I feel his hand on my no doubt crimson cheek. He lightly brushes my lower lip with his thumb.

"I..."

"HARRY!"

I bolt upright in bed and groan, throwing myself back down on it.

"What Ron?"

I was at the Burrow 2.0, have been since the war had ended. I had Grimmald place, but it's so...empty aside from Kreacher and Merlin knows he's not really company.

"You were talking in your sleep again..." Ron starts.

Shit, not that thats a new thing, I've done that since before the war but that particular dream wasn't all that unpleasant. Merlin knows what I could have said this time.

"You said.."

"Boys! Breakfast is all ready!" Molly yells up the spiral stairs that leads to all the bedrooms.

"Be right there mum!" George yells from the floor above Ron and I.

He's been doing alright since Fred...but you can tell he'll never be the same with out his other half. Ron gave me a look that I just shrugged off. No need to go into what I was dreaming about. Not yet at least, it'll come to light in time.

A/N sooooo theres the prologue... hope it's to your guys liking. I'm not entirely sure where I'm gonna go with this story but I have a few ideas. Please review with ideas or comments. They are as always appreciated. I hope you havent lost faith in the Hoplesslylost. ^.^

~Shel aka Hopelesslylostromantic