Well, I just couldn't fall to sleep anymore I felt so guilty for leaving my readers on such a cliffhanger. Soooo, I still don't know what is up with slash chapter 3, but its basically the same as nonslash chapter 3 except that Draco walks in on Harry while he is half naked. Well, love you all!
Okay, so, I own none of these characters, *boo hoo* but I hope you still enjoy the story!
*Quick recap-Draco has 'feelings' for Harry and has a dream about him in which he calls out Harry's name. Harry wakes him up, obviously overhearing Draco (who conveniently is a sleep talker) and demands to know what Draco was dreaming about. We still don't know what Harry feels for Draco! But were about to find out! On with the story!
"Never mind what I'm doing here, what in the bloody hell were you dreaming about?" Harry said.
"That depends, how much did you hear?" Draco replied standing up nonchalantly.
"Well, lets just say enough to know that that bulge in your trousers was definitely not caused by visions of Pansy."
"Well, I suppose its no use lying to you, so, I had an erotic dream about you, alright! It's not my fault, I cant control my dreams I…" Draco started then was cut off by Harry's hand on his mouth.
"Shut up an minute Malfoy! Okay, I have one question, were those just random thoughts, or do you actually feel something for me. Other than hate I mean. And don't lie! I want the truth," Harry said staring deeply into Draco's eyes. Draco tried to turn away from those beautiful eyes, but found he couldn't, he began to due the opposite, he began to drift closer to Harry until he was close enough to feel Harry's hot breath upon his face. "Well…" Harry started to say but found that he could no longer speak. You see that happens when someone kisses you. And that someone was Draco Malfoy. Harry was dumfounded, he couldn't think he couldn't even move, the only thing his body did was have his chin drop in surprise. Well, Draco took total advantage of this and proceeded to stick his tongue into Harry's mouth. This seemed to bring Harry back to reality and it was Draco's turn to become flabbergasted (AN I just love that word!) as Harry began to kiss Draco back with a passion that exceeded Draco's. Draco quickly made up with his lack of ambition and it was soon a match of tonsil hockey with the two so-called enemies. When they finally came up for air, they began to realize how foolish they were being. Not about the kiss, but about the location.
"Maybe we should move, you know, just incase Colin Creevy decides to stroll along with his trusty camera. I'm sure he'd jump at a chance at this picture," Harry said getting up.
"Yeah, I could just see the headlines 'The Boy Who Lived Finds True Love, and You'll Never Believe Who!'" Draco said following Harry in the whole getting up from the floor thing. At this statement they both began to laugh uncontrollably.
"But seriously, I think we need to talk," Harry said after he had finished with his laughing fit.
"What's there to talk about? It should be simple. We like each other, or you know, something, we snog, snog some more, and have a good shag. It's that simple." Draco said as if it were all some game.
"Not to me! You may just have a sexual yearning for me, but I…I feel something other than lust for you!" Harry said obviously getting upset.
"Listen, Pot…Harry, if you haven't already noticed, I'm not exactly a flowers and wine kind of guy. I don't like things complicated, and I don't want a relationship, so if you want to relieve some of that tension in your knickers then follow me, if not, then walk the other way."
"Fine, that's just dandy! That's perfect! Goodbye Malfoy," Harry says angrily, almost yelling as he makes his way down the hall. When Harry is out of sight, Draco slumps to the ground, and leaned his head against the wall.
"Well, that's perfect Draco, go and make sure that Harry hates you. God, why did I have to say that? Well, I better go and apologize to him. I hate that word, apologize. Well, then I better go and err, make amends, yeah that's much better for my pride. Hmm, maybe if I'm really nice I can still get him into the sack…yeah, right." Draco thought aloud getting up. It wasn't as if all he wanted from Harry was a nice orgasm, that was a plus of course, but he also wanted Harry, his heart, not his body. He always had a problem with expressing his emotions, his father's doing he supposed. In his house, you didn't show your feelings, because that was just the way things were. Draco stretched and followed the hall where he had last saw Harry storm off.
Well, I would have had them become all lovey dovey, except then I would have had to stop all the tension, I'm going to have one more fight, and then I will make everything right. Well, love to everyone! Hope you liked this chapter!
~Me! ChaffonGal!
Okay, so, I own none of these characters, *boo hoo* but I hope you still enjoy the story!
*Quick recap-Draco has 'feelings' for Harry and has a dream about him in which he calls out Harry's name. Harry wakes him up, obviously overhearing Draco (who conveniently is a sleep talker) and demands to know what Draco was dreaming about. We still don't know what Harry feels for Draco! But were about to find out! On with the story!
"Never mind what I'm doing here, what in the bloody hell were you dreaming about?" Harry said.
"That depends, how much did you hear?" Draco replied standing up nonchalantly.
"Well, lets just say enough to know that that bulge in your trousers was definitely not caused by visions of Pansy."
"Well, I suppose its no use lying to you, so, I had an erotic dream about you, alright! It's not my fault, I cant control my dreams I…" Draco started then was cut off by Harry's hand on his mouth.
"Shut up an minute Malfoy! Okay, I have one question, were those just random thoughts, or do you actually feel something for me. Other than hate I mean. And don't lie! I want the truth," Harry said staring deeply into Draco's eyes. Draco tried to turn away from those beautiful eyes, but found he couldn't, he began to due the opposite, he began to drift closer to Harry until he was close enough to feel Harry's hot breath upon his face. "Well…" Harry started to say but found that he could no longer speak. You see that happens when someone kisses you. And that someone was Draco Malfoy. Harry was dumfounded, he couldn't think he couldn't even move, the only thing his body did was have his chin drop in surprise. Well, Draco took total advantage of this and proceeded to stick his tongue into Harry's mouth. This seemed to bring Harry back to reality and it was Draco's turn to become flabbergasted (AN I just love that word!) as Harry began to kiss Draco back with a passion that exceeded Draco's. Draco quickly made up with his lack of ambition and it was soon a match of tonsil hockey with the two so-called enemies. When they finally came up for air, they began to realize how foolish they were being. Not about the kiss, but about the location.
"Maybe we should move, you know, just incase Colin Creevy decides to stroll along with his trusty camera. I'm sure he'd jump at a chance at this picture," Harry said getting up.
"Yeah, I could just see the headlines 'The Boy Who Lived Finds True Love, and You'll Never Believe Who!'" Draco said following Harry in the whole getting up from the floor thing. At this statement they both began to laugh uncontrollably.
"But seriously, I think we need to talk," Harry said after he had finished with his laughing fit.
"What's there to talk about? It should be simple. We like each other, or you know, something, we snog, snog some more, and have a good shag. It's that simple." Draco said as if it were all some game.
"Not to me! You may just have a sexual yearning for me, but I…I feel something other than lust for you!" Harry said obviously getting upset.
"Listen, Pot…Harry, if you haven't already noticed, I'm not exactly a flowers and wine kind of guy. I don't like things complicated, and I don't want a relationship, so if you want to relieve some of that tension in your knickers then follow me, if not, then walk the other way."
"Fine, that's just dandy! That's perfect! Goodbye Malfoy," Harry says angrily, almost yelling as he makes his way down the hall. When Harry is out of sight, Draco slumps to the ground, and leaned his head against the wall.
"Well, that's perfect Draco, go and make sure that Harry hates you. God, why did I have to say that? Well, I better go and apologize to him. I hate that word, apologize. Well, then I better go and err, make amends, yeah that's much better for my pride. Hmm, maybe if I'm really nice I can still get him into the sack…yeah, right." Draco thought aloud getting up. It wasn't as if all he wanted from Harry was a nice orgasm, that was a plus of course, but he also wanted Harry, his heart, not his body. He always had a problem with expressing his emotions, his father's doing he supposed. In his house, you didn't show your feelings, because that was just the way things were. Draco stretched and followed the hall where he had last saw Harry storm off.
Well, I would have had them become all lovey dovey, except then I would have had to stop all the tension, I'm going to have one more fight, and then I will make everything right. Well, love to everyone! Hope you liked this chapter!
~Me! ChaffonGal!
