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Warning: swearing, some humour, depression, angst and others...
Sorry this took so long I'm just trying to finish up my other fic's. I thank you all once again for your wonderful reviews, I would also like to thank my beta reader 'ilovenaruto2007' for doing such an amazing job. So read on people and review!
Chapter 4: Tricky Dreams
///Satin white sheets draped across his naked body as he lay on the large bed with another man towering above him. His white blond hair reflecting the sunlight, and a soft smile graced his lips while his silver eyes scanned the body beneath him hungrily.
"Azur...," said the blond haired man.
'Who is Azur?' Harry thought, but he had no control over what his body was doing and he found himself speaking.
"Yes my love?" asked Harry in an almost silent whisper.
"Can I show you how much I love you?" the man asked with uncertainty lingering in his words, his eyes pleading silently.
"Of course you can, there is no need to ask..."
The blond man smiled and lowered himself pressing their lips together; he licked the bottom lip coaxing Harry to open his mouth. At which Harry gladly complied; the other man let his tongue roam around in the caverns of the dark haired teen, making him moan in delight. The blond man broke the kiss at which Harry found himself whimpering.
The blond man smirked and started trailing soft kisses down Harry's neck, leaving a trail of hickies all the way down his abdomen. The blond man looked up, and smiled again as he slowly bought his head down...\\\
Harry woke up; he was in his bed, in his dorm room, and not with a random person. He sighed with relief, but gasped when he felt his erection straining against the cloth. Harry kept staring at the bump for a while; his mind whirling as he tried to recall the dream, that had caused such a 'problem'.
"This is not going to be good day..."
A week had past since Draco's arrival at Hogwarts, and he was bored. He couldn't leave the protective wards of the school or venture out into Hogsmeade, since Death Eaters could be waiting for him around the corner. So he had to find a new hobby and what could be more interesting than Potter -watching. It was something Draco would normally never have done, but they were technically not enemies anymore. And having a truce was nice; Draco just sometimes wondered what would happen when school started again. He would certainly not be safe in the Slytherin room's anymore with the amount of the junior Death Eaters around. On top of that, he dearly doubted that the rest of the Gryffindor would open their arms to him. Ravenclaw were nothing but a bunch of know-it-alls and Hufflepuff..., don't really want to go there. So that's why he was sitting in the library watching the 'Golden Boy' read a random book.
Draco sighed and looked at Harry again; since he finally realized that the person appearing in his dreams over and over again was the green eyed teen. It made him question a few things about himself. He never used to feel much for the dark haired teen before, but now it was a need, like a desire to be close to Harry, like he knew more about Harry than anyone else; it was comforting. Although the most decent conversation he has had with green- eyed beauty was about quidditch, it was still more enjoyable than anything. His Godfather as always was also around making sure he was adjusting and not getting into any fights; but any arguments that they had turned into a harmless banter. It was cute how the how the serious face would crack into a smile, with a light blush tinting his cheeks; he just wished he could touch them...
No, no those thoughts can only accrue in his dreams, he chuckled slightly at the thought of how the Weasel would react about there new friendship. The red head would most likely hex his balls off if he could even utter a good curse. Draco sighed again, and went off into his own day dream.
Harry was still trying to figure out what he had done, he had allied himself with Draco, Draco Malfoy. No that still didn't sound right, he still couldn't figure out why he did it. Sure now the other boy had no reason to join Voldemort anymore, but to have your arch nemesis on your side did not give a feeling of security to the raven. Harry took off his glasses and stared at the lens, letting the light dance over it; no matter what his brain was telling him, his heart was telling him it was the right decision, and he was known to listen to his heart more than his brain any day.
But now he had more serious things to think about; finding his mate was a top priority, he had already checked through all the books in the Hogwarts Library, Hermione would most likely be proud of that achievement; but he still did not find out much. All that most of the books could tell him was that if he was an 'Old Soul' everything would be revealed when he finds his Soulmate and starts accepting her. The her bit was more of a hope, non of the books said much about the gender of a mate except that it was all about preferences. And if Harry had to think about it deeply, he would say he had none; the only girl he went out with broke his heart, since then he kept himself away from any new prospects of love.
He blushed madly when he remembered the events of the morning and thought; it had to be a guy. But he could not think of any guy that he liked that much. He sighed and closed his book and stood up ready to leave; he stooped in his tracks when he noticed Draco sitting not too far away looking at him. The blond teen's eyes silver eyes were glazed, with a far away look in them. He frowned slightly as he started remembering something, those soft pinkish lips, and light blond hair, mercury silver eyes, but where had he seen them...
"Can I show you how much I love you...?"
Harry blushed even redder if possible at the realisation; he dropped his book and ran out of the library.
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The awkwardness begins!
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