Ok... here is Chappie 4! I'm trying to get them up faster then before b/c
I've written out to the 7th chapter now and I've only put the first 3 on!
Thank you to all of my reviewers and if you all want to read a really good
original fan fic check out "Mikey and Marky" by Riot-Girl!
Ok same thing goes as before for the disclaimer....
There might be a few spoiler's in here as well.
*words words words* - means Harry-is-a-thinkin' (cept if it's just around one word it might be for emphasis)
//words words words// - means Draco-is-a-thinkin'
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Chapter 4
When Harry left the Great Hall he had know idea where he was going. He just wanted to be alone, to think. Harry walked over to a staircase and sat down. He put his elbows on his knees and his hands over his face, and let out a great sigh.
"A little melodramatic aren't we Potter?"
Harry looked up to see where the familiar voice was coming from. He saw the tall blonde with beautiful blue eyes standing before him.
"Malfoy," He acknowledged. Draco just continued to stand there. Harry wasn't in the mood for a fight today, "Well, what do you want?"
Draco could not think of a response. He had seen Harry leave the Great Hall and felt the urge to join him for some strange reason he could not explain. Draco sat down to Harry's left.
For a split second Harry thought he saw a look of concern on his enemies face right before it faded into a smirk. "Well then..." Harry tried to make conversation. He was glad that Malfoy was near him and actually was being civilized, not hostile or defensive. Harry's curiosity had gotten the better of him as he asked, "Why did you do it Malfoy?"
"Do what?"
"Sabotage that potion? I could have gone without those nightmares."
"Oh, that. Um," Draco was speechless.
//Why *did* I do it?//
"Wait, you had nightmares? What were you dreaming about?" Draco questioned.
Harry did not know if he should tell Malfoy that he had dreamt about him. Malfoy obviously could not have know what the potion had really been, right? He could not have known that it would make him dream of his true love. Malfoy was being so civilized now. Harry could not stop himself from answering.
"Yes it was a nightmare. Any dream with Draco Malfoy in it can only be classified as a nightmare."
Malfoy choked when he heard his name.
//He had a dream about me? About ME???//
Quickly Malfoy snapped out of his state of shock. Malfoy watched people start to leave the Great Hall. He realized that if anyone sawing him acting civil toward his enemy his 'bad boy' reputation would be gone. He quickly thought of something to start tormenting his enemy.
"Oh so now the famous Harry Potter is fantasizing about me? Do I rock your world?" Draco closed in on Harry so no one else could here him. "Tell me how good it was when I..."
"God Malfoy," Harry interrupted while he jumped to his feet. He had his hand in a fist. "Just when I thought you were half way decent you go and prove me completely wrong." Harry looked down at his clenched fist. He looked around and realized all of the people coming out of the Great Hall. He did not want to make a scene. "You know what? You're not worth me wasting my breath." Harry walked away from Malfoy. He was sick of all the childish fights they had.
"Harry wait," As soon as the words left Malfoy's mouth he slapped his hand over his mouth.
The-Boy-Who-Lived whipped around from where he was and came walking back.
"Did you call me 'Harry'?"
"God Potter it slipped. Come here," Draco demanded.
Curiosity filled Harry and he came walking closer to Malfoy. It looked like Malfoy was about to apologize. But that could not be right. Malfoy's do not apologize.
"Look, Potter..." Draco stared around the hall. More people were around. To any of them this would just seem like another Harry/Draco showdown. "Look, I..." Draco was at a loss of words again today.
*This is really odd. Mafoy go speechless? He's definitely changed somehow*
"Harry!" Harry turned around to see where the voice behind him was coming from. He saw Hermione followed by Ron coming over to him. "What are you doing Harry? Whatever Malfoy did just let it go... for now. Remember Malfoy, I promised I'd get you back and I intend on keeping that promise." Hermione narrowed her eyes at the blonde haired boy, whom just seemed amused at her attempt of a threat.
"Your right Hermione, he's not worth it. Come on you two, let's go." Harry turned to his two best friends as they made their way to the Gryffindor tower.
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That night Draco could not sleep. He kept thinking about that potion. Draco had known *exactly* what he was doing when he 'sabotaged' (as Potter had put it) that potion. He wanted to see Potter's reaction to it. Ever since that bloody quidditch match he had been feeling turmoil building with in him. He had to find out if Potter had any feelings toward him at all besides hate.
//I know it was stupid of me to do that to him. But at least I know he dreamt of me. Or maybe he was just saying that to bug me? Maybe he was hoping I would think about it for hours... well touché Potter. If that was your goal you've reached it.//
Draco stayed laying in his bed. He was trying to sleep but sleep just would not come to him.
//Bloody Potter. The-Boy-Who-Fucking-Lived, my fathers worst enemy. Not my enemy though. I don't have to fight with him. But I... argh! I can't deal with this...//
Frustrated, Draco ran out of the Slytherin dorms through the common rooms. It was late and he was trying to keep his mind off Potter. He couldn't remember exactly when his feelings toward Potter had changed. His guess would be over the summer. Draco had thought a great deal about him after Diggory's death. Harry had seem him die... die and then come back as a ghost. Cedric had requested him to take his body back to his father. How could anyone deal with that? Draco started to feel less resentment for Harry after that. He almost had a silent respect for him. Draco had overheard the details of Diggory's death from his father talking to another Death Eater. Yes, Lucious was a Death Eater, but Draco was unsure of his position on the war of Good vs. Evil. Sure he did things to make him appear on the dark side. He did those only to please his father. The truth was though that he resented his father. Almost loathed him, for trying to make him into something he wasn't sure of himself.
As Draco's thoughts were racing he started to realize that he was still running and was quite out of breath. Draco saw a door open to an empty room and decided to enter. There was an oversized armchair to the left a couch in the middle and to the far right of the room was a fireplace.
The room was much warmer then the Slytherin dorms. He walked over to the couch and decided to lay down.
//I'll just rest here a bit. Until I catch my breath.//
Draco closed his eyes to think over all of the actions that had taken place during the day. He was much more tired then he thought as he ended up falling fast asleep.
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That night Harry, as he laid in bed, couldn't help thinking about Malfoy.
*Why was he being so... so nice to me? Well at least up until he started being himself again. But, it looked like he was going to apologize right before Hermione and Ron came. God, I wish I could know what he was thinking. He's changed somehow, he's different*
Harry rolled to his side. He still could not answer the questions that he had been asking himself all day.
*I am not tired at all. There is no use in trying to sleep*
Harry quietly crept out of bed.
*I'm not going to need my invisibility cloak, I wont be out long*
Harry went out of the dorms and through the portrait. He had no idea where he was going. He just wanted to think things out. He took off to the left and down a flight of stairs. He came across a door that was open and decided to sneak a peak. When he walked in, he saw the last person he had expected to find.
*Malfoy?*
Malfoy was lying on the couch fast asleep.
*He looks to peaceful when he sleeps. So innocent and angelic. I can see why he has so many female admirers.//
Harry's eyes popped wide open when he realized what he was thinking.
*No! I can't see what girls find attractive about him. This is Malfoy and he is definitely no angel!*
Draco had quite the reputation for being a ladies man, although, he'd never admitted to anyone that he had ever had a girlfriend.
Harry made his way over to the chair across from the couch. He sat down for a while. Just to study Malfoy. He saw him shiver a bit.
"Oh you're cold?" Harry instinctively said out loud as he reached up for the blanket laying on top of the couch. He covered Malfoy up and kneeled down next to the couch. His face was inches from Malfoy's. This was the closest he had been to him since the quidditch match. Harry instantly felt a wave of peace and belonging pass over him.
*This is where I belong* He thought and right before he had a chance to analyze that last thought his eyes fluttered and he fell asleep. Harry Potter fell asleep sitting next to his rival, Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: Well there it is! Chapter 4! I hope you liked it... See... can you see all the fluff? Look it's everywhere! Don't you just love it? Please review! b/c if you guys aren't liking it then why am I writing it? Ok... so I'd still write it even if no one would read it! I LOVE H/D PAIRINGS!
Ok same thing goes as before for the disclaimer....
There might be a few spoiler's in here as well.
*words words words* - means Harry-is-a-thinkin' (cept if it's just around one word it might be for emphasis)
//words words words// - means Draco-is-a-thinkin'
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Chapter 4
When Harry left the Great Hall he had know idea where he was going. He just wanted to be alone, to think. Harry walked over to a staircase and sat down. He put his elbows on his knees and his hands over his face, and let out a great sigh.
"A little melodramatic aren't we Potter?"
Harry looked up to see where the familiar voice was coming from. He saw the tall blonde with beautiful blue eyes standing before him.
"Malfoy," He acknowledged. Draco just continued to stand there. Harry wasn't in the mood for a fight today, "Well, what do you want?"
Draco could not think of a response. He had seen Harry leave the Great Hall and felt the urge to join him for some strange reason he could not explain. Draco sat down to Harry's left.
For a split second Harry thought he saw a look of concern on his enemies face right before it faded into a smirk. "Well then..." Harry tried to make conversation. He was glad that Malfoy was near him and actually was being civilized, not hostile or defensive. Harry's curiosity had gotten the better of him as he asked, "Why did you do it Malfoy?"
"Do what?"
"Sabotage that potion? I could have gone without those nightmares."
"Oh, that. Um," Draco was speechless.
//Why *did* I do it?//
"Wait, you had nightmares? What were you dreaming about?" Draco questioned.
Harry did not know if he should tell Malfoy that he had dreamt about him. Malfoy obviously could not have know what the potion had really been, right? He could not have known that it would make him dream of his true love. Malfoy was being so civilized now. Harry could not stop himself from answering.
"Yes it was a nightmare. Any dream with Draco Malfoy in it can only be classified as a nightmare."
Malfoy choked when he heard his name.
//He had a dream about me? About ME???//
Quickly Malfoy snapped out of his state of shock. Malfoy watched people start to leave the Great Hall. He realized that if anyone sawing him acting civil toward his enemy his 'bad boy' reputation would be gone. He quickly thought of something to start tormenting his enemy.
"Oh so now the famous Harry Potter is fantasizing about me? Do I rock your world?" Draco closed in on Harry so no one else could here him. "Tell me how good it was when I..."
"God Malfoy," Harry interrupted while he jumped to his feet. He had his hand in a fist. "Just when I thought you were half way decent you go and prove me completely wrong." Harry looked down at his clenched fist. He looked around and realized all of the people coming out of the Great Hall. He did not want to make a scene. "You know what? You're not worth me wasting my breath." Harry walked away from Malfoy. He was sick of all the childish fights they had.
"Harry wait," As soon as the words left Malfoy's mouth he slapped his hand over his mouth.
The-Boy-Who-Lived whipped around from where he was and came walking back.
"Did you call me 'Harry'?"
"God Potter it slipped. Come here," Draco demanded.
Curiosity filled Harry and he came walking closer to Malfoy. It looked like Malfoy was about to apologize. But that could not be right. Malfoy's do not apologize.
"Look, Potter..." Draco stared around the hall. More people were around. To any of them this would just seem like another Harry/Draco showdown. "Look, I..." Draco was at a loss of words again today.
*This is really odd. Mafoy go speechless? He's definitely changed somehow*
"Harry!" Harry turned around to see where the voice behind him was coming from. He saw Hermione followed by Ron coming over to him. "What are you doing Harry? Whatever Malfoy did just let it go... for now. Remember Malfoy, I promised I'd get you back and I intend on keeping that promise." Hermione narrowed her eyes at the blonde haired boy, whom just seemed amused at her attempt of a threat.
"Your right Hermione, he's not worth it. Come on you two, let's go." Harry turned to his two best friends as they made their way to the Gryffindor tower.
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That night Draco could not sleep. He kept thinking about that potion. Draco had known *exactly* what he was doing when he 'sabotaged' (as Potter had put it) that potion. He wanted to see Potter's reaction to it. Ever since that bloody quidditch match he had been feeling turmoil building with in him. He had to find out if Potter had any feelings toward him at all besides hate.
//I know it was stupid of me to do that to him. But at least I know he dreamt of me. Or maybe he was just saying that to bug me? Maybe he was hoping I would think about it for hours... well touché Potter. If that was your goal you've reached it.//
Draco stayed laying in his bed. He was trying to sleep but sleep just would not come to him.
//Bloody Potter. The-Boy-Who-Fucking-Lived, my fathers worst enemy. Not my enemy though. I don't have to fight with him. But I... argh! I can't deal with this...//
Frustrated, Draco ran out of the Slytherin dorms through the common rooms. It was late and he was trying to keep his mind off Potter. He couldn't remember exactly when his feelings toward Potter had changed. His guess would be over the summer. Draco had thought a great deal about him after Diggory's death. Harry had seem him die... die and then come back as a ghost. Cedric had requested him to take his body back to his father. How could anyone deal with that? Draco started to feel less resentment for Harry after that. He almost had a silent respect for him. Draco had overheard the details of Diggory's death from his father talking to another Death Eater. Yes, Lucious was a Death Eater, but Draco was unsure of his position on the war of Good vs. Evil. Sure he did things to make him appear on the dark side. He did those only to please his father. The truth was though that he resented his father. Almost loathed him, for trying to make him into something he wasn't sure of himself.
As Draco's thoughts were racing he started to realize that he was still running and was quite out of breath. Draco saw a door open to an empty room and decided to enter. There was an oversized armchair to the left a couch in the middle and to the far right of the room was a fireplace.
The room was much warmer then the Slytherin dorms. He walked over to the couch and decided to lay down.
//I'll just rest here a bit. Until I catch my breath.//
Draco closed his eyes to think over all of the actions that had taken place during the day. He was much more tired then he thought as he ended up falling fast asleep.
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That night Harry, as he laid in bed, couldn't help thinking about Malfoy.
*Why was he being so... so nice to me? Well at least up until he started being himself again. But, it looked like he was going to apologize right before Hermione and Ron came. God, I wish I could know what he was thinking. He's changed somehow, he's different*
Harry rolled to his side. He still could not answer the questions that he had been asking himself all day.
*I am not tired at all. There is no use in trying to sleep*
Harry quietly crept out of bed.
*I'm not going to need my invisibility cloak, I wont be out long*
Harry went out of the dorms and through the portrait. He had no idea where he was going. He just wanted to think things out. He took off to the left and down a flight of stairs. He came across a door that was open and decided to sneak a peak. When he walked in, he saw the last person he had expected to find.
*Malfoy?*
Malfoy was lying on the couch fast asleep.
*He looks to peaceful when he sleeps. So innocent and angelic. I can see why he has so many female admirers.//
Harry's eyes popped wide open when he realized what he was thinking.
*No! I can't see what girls find attractive about him. This is Malfoy and he is definitely no angel!*
Draco had quite the reputation for being a ladies man, although, he'd never admitted to anyone that he had ever had a girlfriend.
Harry made his way over to the chair across from the couch. He sat down for a while. Just to study Malfoy. He saw him shiver a bit.
"Oh you're cold?" Harry instinctively said out loud as he reached up for the blanket laying on top of the couch. He covered Malfoy up and kneeled down next to the couch. His face was inches from Malfoy's. This was the closest he had been to him since the quidditch match. Harry instantly felt a wave of peace and belonging pass over him.
*This is where I belong* He thought and right before he had a chance to analyze that last thought his eyes fluttered and he fell asleep. Harry Potter fell asleep sitting next to his rival, Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: Well there it is! Chapter 4! I hope you liked it... See... can you see all the fluff? Look it's everywhere! Don't you just love it? Please review! b/c if you guys aren't liking it then why am I writing it? Ok... so I'd still write it even if no one would read it! I LOVE H/D PAIRINGS!