DECLAIMER: Draco and Harry and any other HP characters you recognize from
the HP series, they aren't mine! Though I DO hope they were, 'cause I
would've had soooo much fun with these people… (Goes off inventing new
torture ideas…)
WARNINGS: Okay, at very least PRETEND you're reading this, 'cause you're 'hurting my heart'*sob* when you're not reading the warnings…because…THIS IS SLASH, dearest children, SLASH in MALE AND MALE, TOGETHER style… Is that clear enough? Shall I explain the *details*? Well, that might come in later chapters… No…yes…no…yes…(ignore me, that's just…well…*running away*)
A/N: Ahhhhhhhh~ I was trying to put up this chapter, as I said I would do, but FF.Net just HAD TO choose this moment (the second I was trying to log in…) to have a problem… Well, sorry folks, it wasn't like I could update when they won't let me. Well, here it is (at last) the third chapter.
P.S.- Oh and, Remy, damn, am I *that* predictable? Well, yes you're right about what's inside the box, but you're only half right… So read on, I'm *trying* to surprise ya here… (Pretending I really *have* a plan in my head….;;)
The Sleepwalker by Crimson Nightmare
Chapter 2: Memories, how embarrassing!
So he looked.
There were three things in the black rectangular box. First of all, two black-leather-covered diaries -- another sign telling Harry that he really should put the box down now -- but this urged the curious teenager on, digging into the rest of the contents of the box.
The other two things were a pair of quidditch – for some reason, it's a pair of 'Gryffindor's quidditch glove', and a small bottle of what smells like extremely high-alcohol-contained wine.
Now why is it that these quidditch gloves look pretty similar to the raven- haired-boy staring at them? Well, simply because – they were *his*. Harry gasped when his line of thoughts stated this conclusion. He remembered this pair of gloves very well because it was from one of the most interesting quidditch game he had ever played with the currently sleeping Slytherin.
//Flash back//
"Yo Potter, are you *finally* going back to class now? Or are you still hiding in the broom closet like a scared little Gryffindor boy?" Yes, way to go, Draco, calling a Gryffindor 'scared'…
"Sod of, Malfoy, I am *NOT* hiding in the closet!"
"Well what are you doing in there, then, hmm? Making out with Weasel?"
"Shut up about Ron! Speak another word and I'll blow your head off so bad that you won't be able to walk today!" Now, that sounded just a *little bit* more than innocent, considering how close these two sweating boys are standing, facing each other.
-- Malfoy smirked, and stepped even closer and whispered into Harry's ear...— "I know why you're in that closet, Potter, so you liked what you saw earlier, didn't you?" Harry turned completely red.
You see, earlier while Harry was in the boy's changing room polishing his Firebolt to get ready for the game, a bare-chest-blonde-Draco came into the boy's changing room.
Harry remembered the first thing he said grumpily, without even looking up, was "I'm not telling you why I broke up with Cho, Ron, would you please just drop the topic?"
And the reply he heard was not at all, Ron's, moreover, it was the sarcastic drawl of Draco Malfoy's. "Oh, Potter, I am *terribly* sorry such tragedy happened, care for a after-broke-up-snog?"
Harry jerked his head up, and saw a sexy, sexy, half naked creature standing before him… Wait, NO, THAT IS DRACO MALFOY!!! His mind cleared a little and so he growled, "You should be in the Slytherins' changing room, got lost? You arrogant prick?"
To Harry's surprise, Draco laughed, showing totally no intention to leave. "Potter, you hurt my feelings deeply…" Then he straightened up a bit and said, "I'm here because Pansy and Blaise are making out in the Slytherins' changing room, and they locked the bloody door, you idiot! Did you think I would come all the way here just to pick on you?"
"Yes." Replied Harry, with complete confidence.
Then the Gryffindor found himself scanning Draco Malfoy's neck, shoulders, chest, down, down, down… "Where d'you get that tattoo?"
It was a black snake, who curled itself on a…the part was covered up by Draco's loosely buckled black trousers. Without thinking what he was doing, Harry reached down, and started unbuckling Draco's trousers…And this is where Draco finally comes in.
"Hey!!" He exclaimed. "What do you think you're doing???"
And Harry didn't even have time to reply when Ron came running in, and saw his best friend Harry Potter taking off…well…undressing Draco Malfoy.
"…………Ahhhhhhh~~~~~" Ron went running out the door.
"RON!!! STOP!!! I can explain this!"
"Sure you can, something along the lines of…Ron! It was an accident! I bumped into Draco in hallway, and we fell into the changing room. Then, I, again, accidentally ripped off his shirt and decided to take off his pants for convenience…"
Harry ran away like hell.
//Flash back end//
Oh, my, he probably took my gloves when I ran off that day… Why in the world would he want to keep this?? Wasn't it embarrassing enough?!
Harry put down the gloves, and started flipping through the diary. Draco, on the other hand, turned on his bed, still sleeping.
He started reading a random picked page in one of the black-leather-covered diaries.
Dearest diary…
TBC…
A/N: (announcing in a biology professor's tone…) Next chapter we'll be looking into Draco's diary. Secrets, clues, hints, whatever… Um…well, just you wait. Chapter Three is called "Secrets, You Shouldn't Be Looking…" which will be posted at least a week after this chapter is posted. Sorry, I'm having my final exams right now so…
Tasha: Thank you! What do you think about this chapter then? I like long reviews, so feel free to spill out any questions, opinions, and comments! Oh, and, come back for more, all the time. (I sound like a Macdonald's casher…)
Remy: As I said in the beginning, am I *that* predictable? How annoying~ (cries) because you've guessed right about what Harry will be seeing in 'the box'. However, I'm kind of happy, too, that somebody is really barring with me here. If I ever get a writer's block, we should discuss about it, don't you think so??
Mandraco: Write a program for random reviews? I'll give you points for that one… And, I know, I have a grammar "worthy of a seven-year-old". Yes, *mischievous glint in eyes* I've read your How Harry Became A Toilet…(smiles sweetly)
Scap: "A nude picture of Harry"? Now there's an idea for the later chapters! *giggles* And who doesn't want to have Draco in their own room one night, raise your hands. No? There you go than…No, don't worry about having a dirty mind, you see, we all do….;;
LightFaerie: I'm trying, but the FF.Net just *won't* let me~~~~ (AAHHHHHHH, mentally screaming…) Give that machine a kick for me, will ya?? *grins maliciously…*
Alagos: Exactly, I love stories about Harry and Draco!!!! If you go and see any of my other fics (But if you can't stand ratings anymore than PG-13, than please don't go and see! I mean it!!), they're ALL Harry and Draco stories, see, I *do* love these couples.
Savannah: Your e-mail address is so cool! How d'you come up with it??? Well, thank you for the nice comment, and I am trying my best to write more~ Got any guesses why are his diaries put in a place so obvious that Harry would trip on them? I'll be explaining that later, so keep reading, will ya? (
Vvvv: (Now, this *is* a challenge: how exactly will I be replying something so short is beyond me, but, watch me…) Continue? I believe you've summed up what all other reviewers are trying to tell me. Maybe I should be asking you advise for summing up my other fics, because I did a terrible job of summing them up…(sighs…)
Mylene: "Don't panic, sweetie, (Said the Hogwarts nurse, whose name I don't remember how to spell…) take a deep breath and eat up all this chocolate…" I know, I couldn't update on June 15th because FF.Net's main computer had a problem. The manager told us to wait until June 21st if we want to update anything…(pouts)
Angelica: That's great~ (I grin like an idiot when I'm happy…) well, hope you love this chappie too because it will ~hurt me so~ (sad background music) if you didn't continue reading this fic. And always remember to review! I would love to hear what you think of this chappie!
WARNINGS: Okay, at very least PRETEND you're reading this, 'cause you're 'hurting my heart'*sob* when you're not reading the warnings…because…THIS IS SLASH, dearest children, SLASH in MALE AND MALE, TOGETHER style… Is that clear enough? Shall I explain the *details*? Well, that might come in later chapters… No…yes…no…yes…(ignore me, that's just…well…*running away*)
A/N: Ahhhhhhhh~ I was trying to put up this chapter, as I said I would do, but FF.Net just HAD TO choose this moment (the second I was trying to log in…) to have a problem… Well, sorry folks, it wasn't like I could update when they won't let me. Well, here it is (at last) the third chapter.
P.S.- Oh and, Remy, damn, am I *that* predictable? Well, yes you're right about what's inside the box, but you're only half right… So read on, I'm *trying* to surprise ya here… (Pretending I really *have* a plan in my head….;;)
The Sleepwalker by Crimson Nightmare
Chapter 2: Memories, how embarrassing!
So he looked.
There were three things in the black rectangular box. First of all, two black-leather-covered diaries -- another sign telling Harry that he really should put the box down now -- but this urged the curious teenager on, digging into the rest of the contents of the box.
The other two things were a pair of quidditch – for some reason, it's a pair of 'Gryffindor's quidditch glove', and a small bottle of what smells like extremely high-alcohol-contained wine.
Now why is it that these quidditch gloves look pretty similar to the raven- haired-boy staring at them? Well, simply because – they were *his*. Harry gasped when his line of thoughts stated this conclusion. He remembered this pair of gloves very well because it was from one of the most interesting quidditch game he had ever played with the currently sleeping Slytherin.
//Flash back//
"Yo Potter, are you *finally* going back to class now? Or are you still hiding in the broom closet like a scared little Gryffindor boy?" Yes, way to go, Draco, calling a Gryffindor 'scared'…
"Sod of, Malfoy, I am *NOT* hiding in the closet!"
"Well what are you doing in there, then, hmm? Making out with Weasel?"
"Shut up about Ron! Speak another word and I'll blow your head off so bad that you won't be able to walk today!" Now, that sounded just a *little bit* more than innocent, considering how close these two sweating boys are standing, facing each other.
-- Malfoy smirked, and stepped even closer and whispered into Harry's ear...— "I know why you're in that closet, Potter, so you liked what you saw earlier, didn't you?" Harry turned completely red.
You see, earlier while Harry was in the boy's changing room polishing his Firebolt to get ready for the game, a bare-chest-blonde-Draco came into the boy's changing room.
Harry remembered the first thing he said grumpily, without even looking up, was "I'm not telling you why I broke up with Cho, Ron, would you please just drop the topic?"
And the reply he heard was not at all, Ron's, moreover, it was the sarcastic drawl of Draco Malfoy's. "Oh, Potter, I am *terribly* sorry such tragedy happened, care for a after-broke-up-snog?"
Harry jerked his head up, and saw a sexy, sexy, half naked creature standing before him… Wait, NO, THAT IS DRACO MALFOY!!! His mind cleared a little and so he growled, "You should be in the Slytherins' changing room, got lost? You arrogant prick?"
To Harry's surprise, Draco laughed, showing totally no intention to leave. "Potter, you hurt my feelings deeply…" Then he straightened up a bit and said, "I'm here because Pansy and Blaise are making out in the Slytherins' changing room, and they locked the bloody door, you idiot! Did you think I would come all the way here just to pick on you?"
"Yes." Replied Harry, with complete confidence.
Then the Gryffindor found himself scanning Draco Malfoy's neck, shoulders, chest, down, down, down… "Where d'you get that tattoo?"
It was a black snake, who curled itself on a…the part was covered up by Draco's loosely buckled black trousers. Without thinking what he was doing, Harry reached down, and started unbuckling Draco's trousers…And this is where Draco finally comes in.
"Hey!!" He exclaimed. "What do you think you're doing???"
And Harry didn't even have time to reply when Ron came running in, and saw his best friend Harry Potter taking off…well…undressing Draco Malfoy.
"…………Ahhhhhhh~~~~~" Ron went running out the door.
"RON!!! STOP!!! I can explain this!"
"Sure you can, something along the lines of…Ron! It was an accident! I bumped into Draco in hallway, and we fell into the changing room. Then, I, again, accidentally ripped off his shirt and decided to take off his pants for convenience…"
Harry ran away like hell.
//Flash back end//
Oh, my, he probably took my gloves when I ran off that day… Why in the world would he want to keep this?? Wasn't it embarrassing enough?!
Harry put down the gloves, and started flipping through the diary. Draco, on the other hand, turned on his bed, still sleeping.
He started reading a random picked page in one of the black-leather-covered diaries.
Dearest diary…
TBC…
A/N: (announcing in a biology professor's tone…) Next chapter we'll be looking into Draco's diary. Secrets, clues, hints, whatever… Um…well, just you wait. Chapter Three is called "Secrets, You Shouldn't Be Looking…" which will be posted at least a week after this chapter is posted. Sorry, I'm having my final exams right now so…
Tasha: Thank you! What do you think about this chapter then? I like long reviews, so feel free to spill out any questions, opinions, and comments! Oh, and, come back for more, all the time. (I sound like a Macdonald's casher…)
Remy: As I said in the beginning, am I *that* predictable? How annoying~ (cries) because you've guessed right about what Harry will be seeing in 'the box'. However, I'm kind of happy, too, that somebody is really barring with me here. If I ever get a writer's block, we should discuss about it, don't you think so??
Mandraco: Write a program for random reviews? I'll give you points for that one… And, I know, I have a grammar "worthy of a seven-year-old". Yes, *mischievous glint in eyes* I've read your How Harry Became A Toilet…(smiles sweetly)
Scap: "A nude picture of Harry"? Now there's an idea for the later chapters! *giggles* And who doesn't want to have Draco in their own room one night, raise your hands. No? There you go than…No, don't worry about having a dirty mind, you see, we all do….;;
LightFaerie: I'm trying, but the FF.Net just *won't* let me~~~~ (AAHHHHHHH, mentally screaming…) Give that machine a kick for me, will ya?? *grins maliciously…*
Alagos: Exactly, I love stories about Harry and Draco!!!! If you go and see any of my other fics (But if you can't stand ratings anymore than PG-13, than please don't go and see! I mean it!!), they're ALL Harry and Draco stories, see, I *do* love these couples.
Savannah: Your e-mail address is so cool! How d'you come up with it??? Well, thank you for the nice comment, and I am trying my best to write more~ Got any guesses why are his diaries put in a place so obvious that Harry would trip on them? I'll be explaining that later, so keep reading, will ya? (
Vvvv: (Now, this *is* a challenge: how exactly will I be replying something so short is beyond me, but, watch me…) Continue? I believe you've summed up what all other reviewers are trying to tell me. Maybe I should be asking you advise for summing up my other fics, because I did a terrible job of summing them up…(sighs…)
Mylene: "Don't panic, sweetie, (Said the Hogwarts nurse, whose name I don't remember how to spell…) take a deep breath and eat up all this chocolate…" I know, I couldn't update on June 15th because FF.Net's main computer had a problem. The manager told us to wait until June 21st if we want to update anything…(pouts)
Angelica: That's great~ (I grin like an idiot when I'm happy…) well, hope you love this chappie too because it will ~hurt me so~ (sad background music) if you didn't continue reading this fic. And always remember to review! I would love to hear what you think of this chappie!