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Summery: Draco's really Dracoa [girl]. And she's a half-drow elf. HP/DM slash later, though otherwise I have no idea where I'm going with this.
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Harry was on the train to Hogwarts. Ron and Hermione [my computer thinks I'm trying to type hormone. Hmmmm. Only girl with two boys...may just be] were gone to get their new duties rosters off a professor. Harry wondered through the carriages for a spare, in each one he looked for a certain platinum blonde slytherin. He'd been have very nice dreams about Draco. Nothing you could really call porno, [ I honestly think J. K. should have given these guys better sex lives, but since I have to do everything I'll do it for her] they were just groping under each other's robes and kissing greedily. He wondered if he was just bi and not gay after all he had honesty thought Cho was cute and he never checked out other guys. It was only Draco.
"Potter! Where are your friends Hormone [new nickname] and Weasel?" [ old nickname]. Draco was sitting by himself, stretched out and looking out he window. He was just as Harry remembered him; baggy [but stylish school clothes under a black coat, [ a bit tighter in the chest now but maybe it was the way he was sitting] same old delicate sneer, same easy grace, same soft, high voice [which could have passed for a girl's easily] but this time his hair wasn't slicked back. It fell in soft, wavy tendrils with 2 pointy ears poking out. Hang on! POINTY EARS? WHAT WAS THIS GUY?
"Pott-eer? hel-low" Draco was calling in a sing song voice and waving his hand in frount of Harry. "Ah, sorry, must of zoned out." Harry was quickly trying to remember what Draco had said to him earlier, about Herm and Ron, after all if Draco wasn't going to talk about his ears then Harry wouldn't bite.
He was just about to ask Draco where his friends were when Ron and Hermione came into the carriage. Ron tried to start a bickering with Malfoy but he just waved them off, "honestly Ronald, are you so full of yourself that you think you can waste my time on useless arguments just because other people have long since cast you off? Really now go on go." With that he raised an eye brow and gave his famous Malfoy smirk. *So kissable, so seductively smooth* thought Harry. Hermione pushed past him. "Come on guys, we know when we're not wanted." "Yea but it takes you a hell of a while doesn't it?" were Draco's fading words as they left the carriage.
Summery: Draco's really Dracoa [girl]. And she's a half-drow elf. HP/DM slash later, though otherwise I have no idea where I'm going with this.
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Harry was on the train to Hogwarts. Ron and Hermione [my computer thinks I'm trying to type hormone. Hmmmm. Only girl with two boys...may just be] were gone to get their new duties rosters off a professor. Harry wondered through the carriages for a spare, in each one he looked for a certain platinum blonde slytherin. He'd been have very nice dreams about Draco. Nothing you could really call porno, [ I honestly think J. K. should have given these guys better sex lives, but since I have to do everything I'll do it for her] they were just groping under each other's robes and kissing greedily. He wondered if he was just bi and not gay after all he had honesty thought Cho was cute and he never checked out other guys. It was only Draco.
"Potter! Where are your friends Hormone [new nickname] and Weasel?" [ old nickname]. Draco was sitting by himself, stretched out and looking out he window. He was just as Harry remembered him; baggy [but stylish school clothes under a black coat, [ a bit tighter in the chest now but maybe it was the way he was sitting] same old delicate sneer, same easy grace, same soft, high voice [which could have passed for a girl's easily] but this time his hair wasn't slicked back. It fell in soft, wavy tendrils with 2 pointy ears poking out. Hang on! POINTY EARS? WHAT WAS THIS GUY?
"Pott-eer? hel-low" Draco was calling in a sing song voice and waving his hand in frount of Harry. "Ah, sorry, must of zoned out." Harry was quickly trying to remember what Draco had said to him earlier, about Herm and Ron, after all if Draco wasn't going to talk about his ears then Harry wouldn't bite.
He was just about to ask Draco where his friends were when Ron and Hermione came into the carriage. Ron tried to start a bickering with Malfoy but he just waved them off, "honestly Ronald, are you so full of yourself that you think you can waste my time on useless arguments just because other people have long since cast you off? Really now go on go." With that he raised an eye brow and gave his famous Malfoy smirk. *So kissable, so seductively smooth* thought Harry. Hermione pushed past him. "Come on guys, we know when we're not wanted." "Yea but it takes you a hell of a while doesn't it?" were Draco's fading words as they left the carriage.