Chapter 7
"Done!" Draco dropped his quill, looking satisfied at the big pile of finished assignments.
"Wow, I'm impressed. Only two hours passed." Harry teased in whisper, walking up from behind Draco.
"Oh, shut up and get to bed. Actually, no. You're sleeping on the couch."
"What? Why?"
"Because I don't want to sleep with you."
"You have to."
"But I won't."
"Yes you will."
"Oh? Mr. Potter hungry for a piece of Slytherin?"
"Eww. No. What?"
"You do realize that sleeping with someone means something more than sleeping. Right?" Draco grinned evilly in victory. He got Harry, and he got him good.
"Oh, shut the hell up you ferret!"
"SHH!"
"Sorry." He shot a glance at the sleeping Jamie next to their bed that winced in sleep and turned on his side.
"Wow good job. Fine. Get undressed and get in bed. Night." Draco undressed himself to his boxers, put his stuff away, climbed in bed and turned off his beside light leaving Harry's on.
Harry undressed as well and climbed under the covers. He turned off his light and started falling asleep when he heard Draco's breathing deepen. He was asleep. Harry smiled and then froze as Draco turned to face him and wrapped an arm around him.
Harry wrestled out of the grip, making Draco stir in sleep. He turned with his back to Harry again and Harry was finally able to fall into his own world of dreams.
Tuesday 3 years, 1 month.
Harry woke up, slowly opening his eyes. Draco was facing him, one arm under his head, still sleeping. His blonde hair was ruffled from sleep. His blanket was down at his boxers, only slightly revealing their black string. His pale chest was exposed, his abs standing out at the angle he lay at. He had a very hot eight pack. His face looked so innocent, and all of him all together looked so sexy.
Harry wanted to comment to Draco on how sexy as hell he looked, but knew he couldn't say it aloud. So he decided to say it in his head. 'Damn Malfoy. If only you knew how fucking sexy and hot as hell you look right now. Of course you already know that, as you can't take your eyes away from a mirror once you see one.'
Then, he heard Draco's voice clear in his head and he saw a cheeky smile spread on his face. 'Thought you'd never admit it. Jealous? Wish you had my body, Hugh?'
"What the fuck?" Harry sat up and nudged Draco. He snorted and broke out into a hysterical laugh. Harry looked embarrassed, hard blush spreading over his cheeks.
"What the fuck?" Draco mirrored. "I don't know Potter, you tell me! Why is it that all of a sudden in reality you push me away, but keep dreaming about me in your mind?" He laughed.
"I, ugh... I don't! I don't dream of you, I just thought of how hot you looked. Can't I admit that? Doesn't that please you or what? Wait... DID YOU JUST FUCKING TELEPATH ME?!"
"Did so. So what?"
"HOW?!"
"About time I tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"About the curse."
"What curse? What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the reason I'm getting so angry and dangerous all of a sudden."
So sorry this chapter is sooo short compared to others! I just thought, you know, 'dramatic pause' and all? Yeah. Sorry for that. I just wanted to make a 'page turner'. ILY ALL! Please feel free to leave any comment or questions. You questions about a certain chapter will be mentioned in the next chapter, and answered. Enjoy!
BY THE WAY! DON'T FLIP TO CHAPTER EIGHT YET! You see, when I wrote the first draft of this chapter, I was high and slightly drunk with partying. I was writing this chapter in the company of my friends, writing it aloud. Everything I wrote was erased because we were too lazy to delete the darn thing. So now, three days later I found it and I re-read it, realizing how much of a crazy, dirty minded psycho girl I am. XD
WARNING- what you are about to read was made with humor. Every single sentence in the first draft was written by either me, or one of my friends. Each had a turn. Sorry for so much swearing. I know none of this makes sense. I know some words are wrong, and there are sudden concept changes. That day I was just so tempted to start the Drarry thing, that when I re-read it I realized that the characters were WAY out of their character. Enjoy and have a good laugh. By the way, this is not the real chapter. The real chapter is above this annotation. The thing you are about to read is just for a laugh.
"YEEEAHHZZZ!!!" Draco flipped his quill in the air and hoped on his bad, where Harry was already sleeping.
"Shut the fuck up Draco, you'll wake up Jamie!" Harry sat up, pushing Draco on his back.
"What the hell are you doing Potter? Going too fast there, no?"
"No. I love you Draco."
"Oh, just fuck me already I fucking deserve this shit!" Draco pulled his own shirt off, running his hands down Harry's hot body.
"What did you do to deserve this shit?" Harry questioned curiously.
"See that pile of work there?" He pointed at a fucking huge pile of papers on the table.
"Yeah. What is that."
"That's a fucking big pile of work I've done in the past four hours. So I better get a fucking big reward."
"Well, you won't be disappointed."
"Yeah yeah. What does that have to do with you? Right now I just want a big sleep. That's it, nothing else. Fuck off." He pushed Harry off him, cuddling into the bedding.
"Fuck you."
"Fuck you too."
"Just fucking with you, I love you."
"Piss off." Draco put one finger in the air, getting annoyed of hearing Harry's voice. "Night."
"Ohh. By the way, what is that fucking thing going on with you?"
"What thin'?"
"The thin' that gets you all worked up and angry, y'know?"
"Oh. That's shit? Tell you later."
"Okay. Goodnight kiss?"
"Fuck off, I still hate you."
"Fine. See you in my dreams."
"Why are you so crazy about me all of a sudden?" Draco asked, turning to face Harry.
"Because I'm Harry fucking Potter."
"Yeah explains a lot. Night."
"Night babe."
"Stuff it."
"No."
Draco covered his face with a pillow, falling asleep. Tomorrow he would have to explain the whole fucking story to Harry.
