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Pairing: Draco Malfoy/ Harry Potter.
Key:
"blah" speech
'blah' thoughts
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(fuzzybear: blah) is me interrupting
I think that's it.
*mysterious voice* I think you're forgetting something
fuzzybear: o.O oh! Right the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and all the characters featured in this story. This story is S-L-A-S-H. Ooo, but, BUT I own the plot and Galias, they just aren't mentioned in this chapter ;-P
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Snuggle…anyone?
By: fuzzybear
Draco Malfoy has been acting very, very strangely today. Firstly he had refused to come to breakfast, and during potions, Harry noticed, he had moved his seat to a corner as far away from the Slytherins as possible. Harry also noticed that whenever someone came close to him he would quickly move away from said person. He sat there in class pondering about his nemesis' strange behavior, completely oblivious to the potion's master who was –at that moment- glaring daggers in his direction.
If looks could kill, he would be a gory mess on the floor- luckily for him, and to Snape's disappointment- looks couldn't kill. So Snape did the second best thing, he stalked over to Harry's table and banged his fist down against his desk. Harry jumped 5feet in the air, "20points from Gryffindor for not paying attention in my class," Snape smirked in satisfaction before walking back to his desk.
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'Malfoy's been acting strange today,' Harry thought eyebrows knitted together confusion as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the Slytherin. Halfway through his second prediction Harry stopped himself, 'wait I minute, why the hell should I care?' he mentally smacked himself before concentrating on Hermione and Ron's conversation.
"But Hermione it's due in next week!"
"I don't care, that's what you always say and then you forget about it, then after that remind me who you copy from please?"
"But Hermione, I have to go to Quidditch practice, don't we Harry?"
Hermione turned around to glare at Harry as if daring him to say yes. Ron looked at him with a pleading expression. Harry gulped, but before he could open his mouth to answer, he felt himself being tripped over.
He turned around to put his arms out to break his fall when a figure walked out of the potions classroom. He didn't have time to register who it was before he felt himself land against the mysterious person.
Draco's pov:
I walked out of the potions classroom after my talk with Snape. He had told me to go and talk to the Headmaster about my…predicament. I saw Blaize trip Potter up and was about to snort with laughter when he twisted around…
…and landed right on me. Well so much for my efforts on not touching people today.
Zambini you idiot!
I felt the wind being knocked out of me as Potter landed on top of me.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit…
As soon as I recovered I quickly rolled over so the Potter was under me and was about to push up and run away when I felt a tingling that ran down my spine.
Shit,
shit, shit….
Then I made the
mistake of opening my eyes. I saw Potter under me, flushed from the sudden
fall.
Damn it all
That was my last coherent thought before I grabbed Potter's face and proceeded to snog him senseless.
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Ron's pov:
N/A he fainted about 20seconds ago
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Harry's pov:
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what.the.hell?!?
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fuzzybear: well that's it! I know it's way past the realms of shortness but it's just the prologue. If you people like it I will continue with the story. Please be nice, it's only my second story after allJand last time it was an angst fic. So anyways…if you like this chapter…please review and let me know! Constructive criticism and reviews would be great and flames will be deleted.
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