Note: none of these characters belong to me. They are property of J.K. Rowling. It's not worth suing me, really

Warning: This story will eventually contain SLASH of the Harry/Draco type. Please, no flaming.

Comments are welcomed though! Lemme know what you think, I know I still have a lot of work to do on it.

(Hi, I just wanted to thank everyone for their comments, I really appreciate the input.

Ice Lupus: I had a feeling I was spelling that wrong... *runs and hides* Thanks for pointing it out to me, I probably wouldn't have figured it out until I picked up one of the HP books again.

I noticed that a lot of my sentences seem choppy and a bit mechanical, I don't seem to be conveying my thoughts the way I'd like. If you have any more comments or thoughts on how I can make this better, please let me know. Thanks!

Wiccachic2000: Yeah, haha, I noticed that a little too late. I'm pretty sure it's fixed now though, thanks! :)

marishamarish: Hey, you know I can't answer any of those questions now, you'll just have to wait and see! (As for the teeth, I think I'm going to make them mainly for someone else's benefit *wink* hehe. They're not a very big part of the story though). Thanks :)

ciceronian and Mrs.YamiYugi: thanks so much for the comments, I'm glad you're enjoying it *smiles*)

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Now for Chapter 3

Draco Malfoy was thrashing around in his sleep.

He was having a dream...

(a/n: no, you don't get to know what it is yet, hehe.)

His pillows had been thrown to the floor, and his silver and green bed sheets were tightly wrapped around his body. "No! NO! Harry!" He awoke when a sharp pain shot through his back, and he found himself on the floor, drenched in sweat. He laid there for a moment, breathing heavily and still a bit dazed from the fall. Nervously looking around, the Head Boy was suddenly very thankful that he had a room to himself.

After splashing some cold water on his face and managing to shake the last terrifying memories of his dream, Draco decided that he needed a walk. He took a glance at his clock (it was 3am), quickly pulled on a pair of black pants and a black cloak, and walked down the hall and out of the dungeons.

Although he didn't have a destination planned, he found himself wandering in the direction of the hospital wing. Potter woke up today... That means he can have visitors- aside from his precious two musketeers that is... I mean, it's so late, he's probably sleeping and won't even know I'm there, but... Ugh! Why the hell do I care? He was surprised to find the main door to the wing unlocked. He was even more surprised to find himself walking slowly toward Harry's bed, staring in awe at the sleeping boy.

He looked different- but so beautiful, so peaceful... He was lying there in his bed, naked aside from a pair of boxers and a thin sheet which covered his legs. The moonlight that was now coming in through the windows gave his face and chest a soft glow. Raven coloured hair covered most of his face, making him look almost mysterious. His mouth was slightly open, revealing two pointy eye teeth, Draco thought for a fleeting moment of what it would feel like to be bitten by that perfect mouth, but then quickly chased the idea away.

He took a few steps closer to Harry's bed so that he was only a few feet away from him, and continued his admiration. His skin looked so soft, and his eyes were the brightest shade of green that he had ever seen, they were... Malfoy's blood ran cold, and he swallowed hard.

His eyes? His eyes you idiot?! He's awake!

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(a/n: Like it?! I know this chapter is really really short but I just couldn't resist the cliffhanger. *smiles*

I'm not sure when Chapter 4 will be up because I have a lot of work to do *pouts* damn midterms. Hopefully it'll be up by this weekend.)