My December

By Elly Malfoy

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, erhm, please.

A/N: SLASHY-NESS! Don't like it, don't read, please. I still need a beta reader, email me at aznkittyrockstar@hotmail.com if you would like to be mine. Thanks a bunch!

A/N2: Wahoo! I got more reviews *dances around* Oh, um, sorry. Soooo… now I would like to thank all those who have reviewed (if I didn't get your name this time, there is the next chapter, you must've reviewed after I posted, sorry about that!). Thanks to:

PixieStar1: *claps* YAY! I'm evil! Oh, you mean the story, oh, well, here is more evilness!

Sapphrine: Aw, it's all our little friend, isn't? Yeah, um, thanks! Don't worry, it's trying to tell them something, at least I hope it is.

Curious Dream Weaver: Aw shucks, I didn't think it was good, kind of a last minute thing, buuuut if you like it, then: YAY! Thanks! I know, I love my Harry and Draco! I love Draco more… but since Harry can actually interact with him, he could have him. Darn my luck… lol.

NewmanFan12: Haha, the work of an evil genius! Just kidding, but here's chapter five!

Brenna8: Oh, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to confuse you. Serenity will come back into the story; she'll be a big part of the plot. I used Dumbledore because the old coot knows everything, so obviously he would know about the prophecy and everything. And the story, well, that was just to start them off on the path of confusion about what their 'relationship' will be or not be. If you want me to clear it up more, just email me. Sorry again, but thanks for reviewing.

The Shadow Bandit: I like your name by the way. Thank you and I hope to make future chapters longer. I also love Draco/Harry stories! They are so cute together… now everyone together… "Awwwwww" Thanks for reading…!

pheonixelmental: Ding, ding, ding! You chose the right one, but actually I did just kind of throw the dream in there, which may have confused some people, but what the hay, I thought it was okay. Yeah, I type the story as I go; I don't think I should waste paper… SAVE THE TREES! Plus, I'm really lazy and typing is easier. Um, yeah, so, thanks for reviewing!

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I love you guys, *sniff*.

So, yeah, you know the drill…

Enough chit-chat, on with the fic! YAY!

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Chapter Five: First Day, First Fight, First Detention

Harry woke up to the sound of his four other roommates shuffling around lazily, yawing obnoxiously, and grunting as the stretched. He usually got up before them, but the dream he kept him up for a good part of the night. His thoughts last night were on trying to find out what exactly it meant. It was strange to have such a normal dream. Well, normal wasn't the word, but at least it wasn't about Voldemort or some other painful events that occurred during his life time. But, this dream wasn't right. First of all, it went too fast. He and Dra- Malfoy were floating around and then suddenly they were leaning toward each other. 'What the fuc-'

"Harry! HARRY!" Ron shouted.

"Huh?" he snapped back to reality as he felt his friend shake him violently.

"You were spacing out," the red head informed.

"Right," Harry pushing off his covers and got off his bed.

"You okay, mate?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," he lied. The thoughts were crowding his head, it wasn't okay. He absent mindedly looked through his trunk for his uniform as Ron eyed him suspiciously.

"Okay, well, I'll meet you down in the common room," Ron said doubtfully, fully aware that his friend had just lied to him.

"Ummhmm," Harry answered distractedly, finding his robe. Ron walked out of the door, but took one last glance at his best friend, eyes full of worry; he had to talk to Hermione.

Harry went to the bathroom, did his daily routine, inattentively. 'The dream felt so real. I could feel Dra- Malfoy's skin, his soft, creamy- um, no, this isn't good. Okay, let's think about Quidditch. Quidditch in the rain, against Slytherin… NO!' He slammed his fist against the skin, causing a first year to jump. "Sorry," he apologized and gathered his things. 'This is going to be a long day.'

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Draco's eyes fluttered open, he could tell by the complaining from Goyle that it was morning. He never needed to set his alarm clock (A/N: do wizards have those? I dunno, on with the story…) because the complaints of his two acquaintances were always on schedule. He slowly got up and stretched, then made his way to his trunk to get ready for his first day back. He gathered his clothes and toiletries and headed to the bathrooms. He yawned and placed his things on the skin, looking in the mirror briefly, then turned to the stall, and then sharply back again. 'I have bags under my eyes! Merlin, I look like a zombie,' he complained in his head. 'Damn that dream! Damn Potter, too!'  

He sighed and stomped his way to the shower stall. He quietly washed himself, but couldn't hold back a laugh when Crabbe started singing. 'This never gets old,' he laughed and began to mimic his roommate silently.

After Crabbe finished his fifth chorus of a song that he obviously made up himself, Draco had finished dressing and began to walk back to his room. His mind was still on the dream, 'It could mean anything, but there is one thing I know that it doesn't. Potter and I will never, ever be involved romantically. My word as a Malfoy, it will never happen,' he knocked into a three year. Walking on as it never happened; he reached his room and grabbed his backpack.

Heading to the Great Hall he saw the wonder trio making their way to the doors. He tried to stop, but his legs didn't cooperate with his mind and he strode right up to them, knocking into Ron.

"Watch is Weasel," he sneered.

"You were the one who ran into him, Malfoy," Harry snapped, taking up for his friend.

"I wasn't speaking to you, Potter," Malfoy's eyes narrowed, meeting Harry's own icy glare, the intensity was now in both their eyes. The attraction was overwhelming. 'It's not an attraction!' Harry yelled to himself.

"Sod off, Malfoy," Hermione replied angrily, "Just ignore him," she said her two friends as she pushed them away. Harry kept his glare with Malfoy until his neck couldn't turn anymore.

Draco sighed and headed to his table, 'This is going to be a long day.'

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Harry sat at his usual seat between Seamus Finnagin and Ron. He lazily picked at his eggs and tried to ignore the complaints coming from Ron. "We have Snape! First thing in the morning! On Monday!"

"Ron, no one forced you to take Potions," Hermione pointed out.

"But-"

"But nothing, you chose to be an Auror, so you forced it upon yourself."

"I know, but Hermione," he whined.

Harry really couldn't tolerate those two when they became all couple like. Hermione started to sooth her boyfriend and they would share a loving gaze. He was jealous, he admitted it. He wanted someone to empathize with him, someone to pat him on his hand and say its okay. 'It's not going to happen. I can't have a normal relationship, especially not with people here,' he sighed and gathered his things.

Once again, Ron complained the whole way to the dungeons about having Snape. Harry would have to agree, though. Taking Potions when you didn't really have to does kind dampen the day. 'Well, here we go,' he walked into the room behind the couple.

He'd usually have this class with the Slytherins', but this was the N.E.W.T.'s class, so it would be a mix of classes, "Good, I just hope I don't see…'

"Potter, if you go any slower, it will be Halloween by the time you get to your seat," a drawl came from behind.

'Go figure,' he rolled his eyes and turned around. "Sod off, Malfoy."

"Nice comeback, Potter, taking classes from the Mudblood?"

Harry's eyes flashed and he narrowed his gaze, stepping forward he snapped, "Don't call her that! She has a name," he grabbed the collar of Malfoy's shirt.

"I…"

"Potter! What do you think you're doing?" Snape bounded through the door.

"I was about to teach Malfoy, here, some manners," Harry snapped.

"Let go of him now! Twenty points from Gryffindor and detention tonight! Now sit down!"

Harry let go of Draco with a push, shot one last warning glare and took his usual seat in the back. 'Great, two minutes into school and I have detention… that must be some kind of record.' He found it kind of hard to concentrate to Snape's lecture about the N.E.W.T.'s expectations when his blood was still boiling from Malfoy's comment. To much of Harry's delight, Snape's lecture lasted the whole period. Of course, Snape had made implied comments about Harry, clearly marking him as the new 'Neville Longbottom' of the N.E.W.T. class. He ignored the comments and counted the seconds until he was out of the class.

Twenty minutes later, the bell rang and the trio made their way to Double Transfiguration. "Finally, a class without…"

"Potter!"

"You know, Malfoy, you are becoming a real nuisance," Harry shot over his shoulder.

"You won't get away with that," Malfoy ran up quickly.

"I didn't, don't you recall, I've got detention," he said coolly.

"But I've got to deal with it," Malfoy quickly pulled out his wand and aimed it at Harry. Harry noticed this, and pulled his out at the same time. "Nobody embarrasses a Malfoy and gets away with it."

"Back to the family pride thing, are we?"

"Shut it, Potter," Malfoy snapped.

"Hit a nerve?"

"I said, shut it!" Both boys raised their wands and began their curses when Professor McGonagall ran up.

"BOYS!" She sent disarming spells to each. "What do you think you are doing?!"

"We were about…"

"Save it, Potter, detention tomorrow. Ten points from each house."

"But, Professor, Malfoy-" Ron tried to pipe in.

"That's enough, Mr. Weasley. You all know the rules, no magic in the halls! Now, into class!"

Harry and Draco's gazes lingered. Their hate met one on one, their pent up anger was reaching a maximum. So many emotions, so many ideas running through them, it was making them blind. Adrenaline circulating, they needed to vent.

"After your detention, meet me in Snape's room. We'll settle this then," Malfoy snapped before walking into the classroom.

Harry couldn't stand it. He was about to explode. 'Fine, if he wants a duel, he'll get one!'

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I know that his is a really sucky chapter, but it's been a long couple of weeks! Sorry for the wait, too. I just quit my job last Sunday and started a new one Tuesday, so it's been hectic. I promise faster updates! So, let's press our little purple friend and tell me how much this chapter sucked eggs. Oh, yeah, I apologize for having them duel, I know a lot of fics do that, but I promise it will be different! *wink*