By Piggylette
ÒOh Harry!Ó She moaned between his thrusts. Her luscious curls fell to her chest and he kissed her neck passionately. Suddenly feeling near climaxing, he shifted his weight and screamed out her name.
ÒHERMIONE!!!Ó
~*~
Sixteen-year-old Harry Potter woke with a start. Had he just been dreaming about Hermione?? And why would he dream in that much detail?? HeÕd never really had a crush on Hermione, especially not like that, but it had seemed so realÉ. Or had he?? Confusion and denial drowned his brain as he decided to go back to sleep and hope to forget it by morning.
Unknown to Harry, his best friend Ron Weasley was contemplating the exact same dream that he had had, only with his own body in place of HarryÕs.
And so was Draco Malfoy.
And so was the rest of HogwartÕs male population.