A/N: Like I said in my summary for this story, I'm working on two fics at once-usually this means an author will be slower posting, but the ideas for both stories keep coming to me, and with it being summer vacation for me I unfortunately, or fortunately-however you see it-have a lot of time to work on these stories. Hope they're not to bad, let me know what you think!

KT :)

also-I do not own Twilight OR Harry Potter!! Stephenie Meyer and J.K. Rowling have the honors of being able to say they do.

on with the first chapter...

Chapter 1-Draco's Dream and Vacation Plans

Laughter woke him up, some of his roommates were laughing about the most idiotic things, and Draco Malfoy couldn't stand it. They were so shallow and the noise that they made was akin to the cackling of the annoying hyenas that graced the Muggle zoos with their unwanted presence. This disturbance of his peaceful, dream-filled sleep was unwanted, the ridiculous, obnoxious noise of those who live their lives under the pretenses of not having a care or worry in the world was bullshit in Draco's mind, it being so groggy, scrambling in an attempt to hold onto the last remnants of his wonderful dream. The field had been glorious, rolling waves of tall grass and trees of all sizes and shapes scattered around, all at the base of a majestic mountain that seemed vaguely familiar. There was a whisper, and a flash of someone...something...a voice-the voice was beautiful, but scared, sounded like bells speaking- and flowing locks of brown hair.

This is why the laughter he woke up to was so obnoxious, he wanted to figure out what was wrong with the beautiful voice, he wanted to find the one with the gorgeous curly brown hair and find out what she was doing in the field. Something stirred inside of him, something he hadn't felt in years, most definitely feelings he had not experienced anything remotely similar since before the war.

Draco sat up, rubbing his eyes as he stretched. 'Precious Potter' as his fellow Slytherins had started calling him, had saved the wizarding world, and Draco's life. The animosity Draco felt against Potter had entirely dissipated and they had formed some kind of tentative friendship. Granted, since they had returned to school in an attempt to complete their seventh year, to try to return some normality to their lives, their friendship was a bit more secretive, with Draco being a Slytherin and Harry a Gryffindor. Since the war, houses really haven't meant too much in comparison to before, however there still was the mentality and rivalries left from centuries of existence.

Draco entered the Great Hall, seeing Harry seated at the Gryffindor table with none other than his on-again, off-again girlfriend, Ginny Weasley. Draco and Harry shyly waved at each other, as Draco's heart tugged a bit at seeing the two together. Yes, Draco was gay, he had a crush on Harry Potter and he had finally come out to a few people, a very select few to be sure. He had a reputation to maintain-but his parents had deserved to know, and after almost losing each other in the war, they readily accepted him as he is. The only other person who knew was none other than Harry himself.

Draco had told Harry on accident, Harry had been teasing him about the bloody annoying girl, Pansy Parkinson. All pretenses aside thanks to the war and the fall of the Dark Lord, Draco had gotten fed up with her constant whining and pampering, and had finally blown up at her. The fight that had ensued after was probably one of the largest in house battles that had ever happened. The Slytherin common room and dormitories had been almost totally destroyed and divided. Animosity didn't even begin to describe how each half of Slytherin regarded each other with. The whole house, all involved in the fight, had had to clean up the house and serve a month's worth of detention for it, but Draco was relieved, he didn't have to pretend anymore.

He sat down next to his only Slytherin friend, Blaise Zabini, another gay Slytherin, but he at least was out in the open about it, he didn't know Draco was too. Blaise and Draco flirted all the time, and Harry kept encouraging Draco to tell Blaise and give it a try, but after the last fight within Slytherin over a relationship gone wrong, he didn't know if it was a good idea. Plus, he was scared, and thought there was no way Blaise would ever see him as more than a friend, as they had gone through so much together as friends. Draco felt like such a girl saying-well thinking-something like that, but it's how things were for him.

"How'd you sleep Draco?" Blaise asked, "anymore dreams?" Blaise and Harry were the only two who knew about Draco's dreams of the field and the scared brunette.

"Yeah, but still the same. I can't get over the bloody feeling that I need to go find her, help her or something. I don't know but it's driving me insane when I should be attempting to study for these asinine exams we have coming up."

"End of the year exams, Draco!! We're almost done and through with school! Surely you can feel a little excited at the prospects of never having to study again!?"

"Sure, Blaise, but really...what am I going to do once I'm done? all my life I was raised to serve the Dark Lord. That is no longer possible, let alone desirable in any way!"

"Draco! Calm!" Blaise grabbed Draco's shoulder, shook him slightly, "It'll be fine! Surely you know this!"

"Yes, but-"

"No! No buts! Well no butts besides your sexy ass," Blaise winked, once again flirting to try to lighten the mood, "why don't we plan a trip?! We can go vacation somewhere for a bit until we find a place we want to be and want to settle down. We can even go try to blend in with the Muggles!" Blaise was getting excited about this idea, Draco could tell.

"Blaise, as an idea it sounds fantastic, but in reality, actually going through with it-I don't know..."

"We could make it into an adventure to find this field of yours..." Blaise looked down and back up at Draco, "I know it's become important to you, and I want to try to help you. think about it, I forgot my textbook for Potions, so I'll see you in class," with that Blaise stood up and after squeezing Draco's shoulders lightly, reassuringly, walked out of the Great Hall.

A trip? Into the Muggle world? Finding the field and girl that haunted his dreams sounded amazing, like there was no better idea than this. Blaise even offered to go with him! As much as he'd enjoy it to be Harry coming with him, Draco still wouldn't be alone with Blaise there, and he got on well with Blaise, so it wouldn't be uncomfortable travelling with him.

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"Thought about my idea at all Draco?" Blaise asked as they sat together in the common room that night.

"Yeah actually Blaise, the idea sounds incredible! I was thinking we could go stay at my family's cottage further north-I think I recognize the mountain in my dream from somewhere near there. Plus there are a lot of woods there, maybe the field's close to there." Draco said, thinking out loud.

"Perfect Draco!...you sure you don't mind me coming with?"

"Of course not Blaise! I couldn't think of anyone better to come with!" 'Except maybe Harry' Draco added in his head, but didn't want to offend Blaise, who looked very happy about this comment. The two of them smiled as they continued talking and making plans all through dinner and into the night.

As he laid in bed that night, he couldn't help but imagine Harry going on this trip with him. What could he say, he was smitten with the boy, this crush being the strongest he had ever had. Draco wondered if Harry would be able to help find this field, or the girl, because Harry had done so well finding things throughout his years at Hogwarts-the Sorcerer's Stone, the Chamber of Secrets, Sirius Black, all the Horcruxes (Harry had told him all about them after the war had ended, during their time of establishing and growing a relationship), and who knows what else! Perhaps even there would be someone at the cottage nearby, the Cullens, maybe they had seen the field, Draco knew they went hiking nearby a lot. His last thought before he fell back into another dream of the field was imagining Harry there with him, hoping that, in his dream, Harry would be able to help him discover something new.