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Warnings: ...Mature themes. AND. The slash you all want. ;)
Author's note: Told you it'd be out soon.
ANOTHER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SLASH. IE MALE/MALE PAIRINGS, SHOUNEN-AI, YAOI OR ANY OTHER CREATIVE NAME. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE IT, PLEASE TURN BACK NOW, AS I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT IN THE REVIEW. SO THERE.
That said...I love you all. fluff
My curiosity had bested me. And it now shows in scars. Luckily fate hadn't come calling for me yet, not quite yet. Sometimes I think my father is right about my lack of intelligence…or common sense. Depending on the day of the week, and the month of the year. Then again, my father liked to complain about my lack of…well…really everything. The only thing he'd never said was that I lacked attractiveness, but how could he? It would be like insulting a younger version of yourself. And my father was never below par.
Hmmm…
A light. A warm bright one.
I suppose I'm dead.
"No Mr. Malfoy, you're not that lucky." A familiar voice stated from nearby, I frowned and cracked an eye open, just to find, that with my eyes open the light was harsh and piercing, and suddenly my head felt like it was split in two.
Madam Pomfrey smiled apologetically
"It was a very close call Draco. You're lucky you were found when you were."
I winced a little
"Funny…I don't feel too lucky."
Madam Pomfrey frowned
"Don't be so pessimistic Draco. And take your potions." She ordered briskly, before shuffling back towards her office. I idly noticed she was wearing a night robe and reached out for the potions in a distracted manner
"What were you doing outside that door Malfoy?" A voice asked from the darkness. My insides froze a little, but I relaxed once I realized the chances of it being my father or Voldemort. And in that instant I recognized the voice
"I was heading to the hospital wing." I stated coolly, looking through the darkness to the precise location of Potters voice
"Liar. That would've been well out of your way." His voice stated from a completely different location, I spun around and suddenly found myself nose to nose with the famous golden boy.
He stared at me from behind his glasses
"I got lost then." I defended; he perked an eyebrow and leaned forward, causing me to draw back.
"Why were you following me Malfoy?"
I swallowed and looked up at him, trying to come up with a lie fast enough. But Potter wasn't satisfied. He placed his hands on either side of my head, towering over me. And where as I, the dignified Malfoy I am, was lying like a wench on a brothel bed. Pft.
Oh, but Potter wasn't satisfied yet. Oh no. He drew closer, his eyes boring into mine
"Why were you following me Draco?"
His breath brushed against my cheek and I flushed, suppressing the shiver that wanted to take over my body. I growled and tried to push him away, but he pinned both of my wrists above my head in a swift effortless movement.
I glared up at him
"What now Potter? Going to tarnish your golden record and take advantage of the son of dark?"
The raven haired boy chuckled in amusement
"Hardly."
And suddenly, his lips were on mine. I struggled against his grip, but my efforts were futile…just…just like I wanted them to be.
The Gryffindor deepened the kiss, his rough, wind chapped lips pressed harder against mine as his tongue slipped across my bottom lip…seemingly begging for entrance…and…and…
"Mr. Malfoy?"
I stirred and let out a pained groan
"Draco?" Dumbledore's voice, I cracked an eye open and winced as Dumbledore's lit wand tip passed over my line of vision
"Are you ok Draco?"
I blinked a few times to try to clear my head, it was foggy…so foggy…
"I…I think…" I frowned as flashes of something dripped through my mind
"…I think…" Dumbledore frowned and tipped a clear liquid into my mouth
"You'll be fine Draco."
I…think I'm screwed.
Ok. So it was a dream. Sue me. At least its some action. XD; Next chapter will be out ASAP. Promise.
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