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I figured it's about time I updated
'Shared thoughts'
'Did I hear correctly?!?! Does Potter really have a crush on me?!'
Draco was speeding down the corridor, his thoughts awhirl, he hadn't even really thought about where he was going...
He continued striding to god-knows-where, still in a state of shock, cursing here and there when people looked at him funny.
"Draco!! Where are you going?!?"
Draco whirled around, shrieking,
" I am NOT Draco, I am the great HERMIONE!!! HER-MY-OWN-IE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
A shell-shocked Pansy watched him whirl around and continue heading towards the dungeons, wondering why he had claimed to be that mudblood...and why the hell was he wearing a skirt and shoes about 5 sizes too small?!?
Draco continued speeding away, before stopping abruptly.
'Did she call me Draco?'
He looked down and cursed, an hour was over.
He shook the shoes off his aching feet, and proceeded to take the skirt off, before realizing he was in the middle of a corridor, and stopped.
He looked around; he was about to duck into an empty classroom, when he saw Ron come out of it looking confused and muttering to himself.
Draco froze, completely aware he was wearing a skirt and no shoes.
Ron spotted him, and raised a red eyebrow.
"The look suits you ferret boy." He grinned, clearly ecstatic to find Draco less than perfect for once.
Draco glared and stalked into the empty classroom, and pulled his shrunken pants out of the skirt pocket, then yanked the skirt off and quickly unshrunk his pants and put them on.
He exited the classroom with his recovered cool composure, still thinking about Harry...he just didn't know what to do.
Draco shook his head and made his way to the Great Hall, he didn't know why he was going there, seeing as it was hours before dinner.
He decided he just didn't want to go anywhere else right now. It was raining outside, and the Great Hall seemed to be a good place to go.
He opened the creaky doors, and didn't give anyone a second glance as he stalked into the Hall
He sat down heavily at the Slytherin table, and his thoughts immediately flooded his head.
A few hours later
Draco started when someone sat down beside him, as he wasn't expecting it.
He looked up and saw the Hall was filling with students coming into the Great Hall for dinner.
He sighed, disappointed that his peace was over.
His eyes automatically searched out the crowd for the golden trio, his eyes traveling over the students and coming to a rest as he spotted the familiar black hair.
He chuckled a bit as he saw Hermione; She was looking disgruntled and her chocolate brown eyes were darting around suspiciously.
He stopped laughing and looked over at Harry, his eyes meeting uneasy green ones that were looking at him.
Draco felt his eyes widen and his cheeks color,
'Does he know?'
They continued staring at each other before Harry got up and stalked out of the Hall, his cheeks flaming and glaring at anyone who looked at him.
Draco watched him leave, before getting up and going after him.
meeeeosh..over to Harry!!! Bwahahahaha
' He knows, it was him, it all fits together ARRGHH, I've never been so embarrassed in my life!'
Harry threw open the doors that led outside, not caring that it was raining, and not bothering to close them.
He stepped into the storm and headed towards the lake.
'Hermione was confused when Ron came back with her, and she claimed to be locked in a closet for a while." He thought back to when Ron had come into the Common Room with Hermione in tow...
Flaaaashback
Harry was sitting on an overstuffed armchair, mesmerized with the flames in the fireplace, thinking about what Ron had said.
Could it be true? Hermione likes him? No way that could be possible, the only boy she ever showed her affections to was Viktor Krum...and he was a long ways from Hogwarts.
Harry was still confused, when Ron barged into the common room, a dazed Hermione behind him.
Ron immediately started ranting, but Harry couldn't understand a word the redhead was saying.
" RON! Slow down and speak like a human being!" He yelled exasperatedly, rubbing his head.
Ron stopped with his mouth still opened, and then grinned sheepishly,
" Sorry Harry, well, as I was..er..saying, I found Hermione here locked up in a broom closet, and when I asked her why she had run out of the common room like that, she didn't know what the bloody hell I was talking about. She says she was attacked and stuffed in a closet for about 2 hours." He finished, gasping for breath.
Harry didn't know what to say to that.
He instead turned to Hermione and asked her,
" So you didn't hear my confession?"
Hermione shook her head confusedly, and was about to ask what it was, when Ron interrupted her.
" Ahehehe and guess what I saw when I came out of a classroom I was looking for Hermione in?!" When Harry and Hermione didn't answer, he continued; beaming, " Malfoy was standing outside in the corridor with a skirt and no shoes on! Ahahaha" He burst out laughing, forgetting what had happened to Hermione in the hilarity of the mental image that came to mind.
Malfoy? Skirt? Harry smelt something fishy...and it wasn't Ron's breath.
He sat there frowning, before something clicked in his mind...
His eyes widened, but he kept quiet.
He knew who he had told his confession to.
Of course, he wasn't sure, but he would watch Malfoy at dinner tonight to see if his suspicions were correct.
End Flashback
And he had been proven right when he saw the way Malfoy was looking at him.
" ARGGHH!! Why the bloody hell does EVERYTHING HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME!!!!!!" He yelled, frustrated and mortified.
He sat under a tree by the lake in the rain, watching the lightning flash and feeling the wind send whispering raindrops on his pretty face.
He sighed and closed his eyes; He loved storms.
He screamed when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and jumped into the tree, his seeker reflexes kicking in.
" Very manly Potter." He heard a sarcastic voice drawl at the base of the tree.
Harry flushed and looked down, meeting the icy gray eyes of Draco Malfoy.
He didn't go down, but sat on the tree branch and crossing his arms and looking down at him..
" Well...what do you want Malfoy? If you've come all the way into this storm to just insult me, then go away before I hex you." He asked none too nicely, attempting to look menacingly while sitting in a tree.
Draco only raised an eyebrow, trying not too think about how hot Harry looked with the rain plastering his hair onto his face.
His eyes glittered, and he looked up at Harry,
"I think you know very well what I came here to talk about." He whispered, Harry barely catching his words in the storm.
Harry blushed,
" Well, say whatever you came here to say and leave." He demanded, glaring at Draco from his perch in the tree.
Draco only smirked, reached over his blonde head, grabbed a branch of the tree and hoisted himself up.
Harry looked at him, uneasy as Draco steadied himself at Harry's level.
Draco then turned his eyes onto Harry's,
" I wanted to know if it's true." He asked.
Harry looked at him in wonder,
" Well it wouldn't be a confession if it wasn't true would it?" He said slowly.
Draco smiled, and Harry couldn't help but admire the effect it had on his face.
Harry just stared at him, before remembering that Hermione had been locked in a broom closet, and Draco had obviously been posing as Hermione.
"Why did you do it?" Harry asked suddenly.
Draco looked confused, before realizing what Harry was talking about.
" I was dared to spend one hour in the Gryffindor Tower, I had nothing to do with the ambush of Granger," He added the last bit, seeing Harry's face," I wasn't even allowed to pick who I wanted to turn into."
Harry seemed satisfied, before asking who had dared him.
" Blaise, Pansy and some other Slytherins." Draco answered shortly.
Harry nodded, then looked at Draco who was staring intently at him.
" What? Do I have something on my face?" Harry asked nervously.
Draco only shook his head and leaned forward,
" You're too beautiful to be a human Harry." He whispered, his mouth by Harry's ear.
Harry blushed and leaned back to look at Draco's face.
He was met with beautiful shimmering gray eyes, and had no or little warning as a mouth suddenly covered his own.
He was totally caught off guard from Draco's kiss, and toppled out of the tree. Draco just blinked in surprise as he watched the black-haired teen tumble off the branch.
Harry then landed on the wet ground "Oomphing" for the second time that day, and didn't bother to get up, instead he just lay there, staring up into mercury colored eyes that glittered with mirth, as he stared down at the other laying on the rain-soaked grass underneath the tree.
They stayed like that for a moment, before Draco grinned and jumped down, landing gracefully beside Harry. He then climbed on top of the other boy, and grinned down at him.
" Umm...I fell."
Draco laughed, and replied in a rather sarcastic tone.
" That much would be obvious."
He just stared down at Harry for a moment longer, before diving down and catching the other's lips in a searing kiss, this time without the hazrad of falling out of a tree .
Harry blushed, and began moving his hands up Draco's back as the pressure on his mouth increased. The blonde moaned softly, and the kiss soon became heated and passionate as he slid his tongue into into Harry's hot mouth.
The latter sighed contentedly, and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck, bringing the other boy on top of him, causing said boy to gasp and suppress a groan of pleasure as their groins came into contact.
They started to move against each other in a very sinful way, when a loud shout caused them to spring apart.
" HOLY CRAP!!"
Draco's eyes widened, and he jumped off of Harry and whirled around, only to meet the angry and shocked face of Ron Weasley, and the other two very shocked faces of Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom.
Draco glared at Ron, who had yelled, and Ron only glared back fiercely.
He then glanced down at Harry, whose mouth was now a bright shade of red.
" I can't believe you Harry." Ron hissed, glaring down at the black-haired teen.
Hermione nodded in agreement, while Neville looked lost.
Harry stood up, looking angry, before walking away with Draco without a backwards glance, feeling betrayed.
Neville fainted, resulting in a very loud thump and many worms jumping in surprise underground, while Ron and Hermione watched the couple leave.
" Well...uh." Ron fell silent, and they stood there in the rain.
Hermione coughed suddenly, causing Ron to jump, and Hermione grimaced in disgust when he farted afterwards.
" You scared me is all..." Ron blushed crimson, while the bushy haired girl scoffed, and turned towards the unconscious Neville.
Hmmm...I've changed the ending a bit, cuz it seemed a bit forced now that I looked back on it. (I post on Forever Fandom, so I've got about six chapters finished.) I was pleased at the positive response I got from my last chapter Hope you liked this one too and please review .
I figured it's about time I updated
'Shared thoughts'
'Did I hear correctly?!?! Does Potter really have a crush on me?!'
Draco was speeding down the corridor, his thoughts awhirl, he hadn't even really thought about where he was going...
He continued striding to god-knows-where, still in a state of shock, cursing here and there when people looked at him funny.
"Draco!! Where are you going?!?"
Draco whirled around, shrieking,
" I am NOT Draco, I am the great HERMIONE!!! HER-MY-OWN-IE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
A shell-shocked Pansy watched him whirl around and continue heading towards the dungeons, wondering why he had claimed to be that mudblood...and why the hell was he wearing a skirt and shoes about 5 sizes too small?!?
Draco continued speeding away, before stopping abruptly.
'Did she call me Draco?'
He looked down and cursed, an hour was over.
He shook the shoes off his aching feet, and proceeded to take the skirt off, before realizing he was in the middle of a corridor, and stopped.
He looked around; he was about to duck into an empty classroom, when he saw Ron come out of it looking confused and muttering to himself.
Draco froze, completely aware he was wearing a skirt and no shoes.
Ron spotted him, and raised a red eyebrow.
"The look suits you ferret boy." He grinned, clearly ecstatic to find Draco less than perfect for once.
Draco glared and stalked into the empty classroom, and pulled his shrunken pants out of the skirt pocket, then yanked the skirt off and quickly unshrunk his pants and put them on.
He exited the classroom with his recovered cool composure, still thinking about Harry...he just didn't know what to do.
Draco shook his head and made his way to the Great Hall, he didn't know why he was going there, seeing as it was hours before dinner.
He decided he just didn't want to go anywhere else right now. It was raining outside, and the Great Hall seemed to be a good place to go.
He opened the creaky doors, and didn't give anyone a second glance as he stalked into the Hall
He sat down heavily at the Slytherin table, and his thoughts immediately flooded his head.
A few hours later
Draco started when someone sat down beside him, as he wasn't expecting it.
He looked up and saw the Hall was filling with students coming into the Great Hall for dinner.
He sighed, disappointed that his peace was over.
His eyes automatically searched out the crowd for the golden trio, his eyes traveling over the students and coming to a rest as he spotted the familiar black hair.
He chuckled a bit as he saw Hermione; She was looking disgruntled and her chocolate brown eyes were darting around suspiciously.
He stopped laughing and looked over at Harry, his eyes meeting uneasy green ones that were looking at him.
Draco felt his eyes widen and his cheeks color,
'Does he know?'
They continued staring at each other before Harry got up and stalked out of the Hall, his cheeks flaming and glaring at anyone who looked at him.
Draco watched him leave, before getting up and going after him.
meeeeosh..over to Harry!!! Bwahahahaha
' He knows, it was him, it all fits together ARRGHH, I've never been so embarrassed in my life!'
Harry threw open the doors that led outside, not caring that it was raining, and not bothering to close them.
He stepped into the storm and headed towards the lake.
'Hermione was confused when Ron came back with her, and she claimed to be locked in a closet for a while." He thought back to when Ron had come into the Common Room with Hermione in tow...
Flaaaashback
Harry was sitting on an overstuffed armchair, mesmerized with the flames in the fireplace, thinking about what Ron had said.
Could it be true? Hermione likes him? No way that could be possible, the only boy she ever showed her affections to was Viktor Krum...and he was a long ways from Hogwarts.
Harry was still confused, when Ron barged into the common room, a dazed Hermione behind him.
Ron immediately started ranting, but Harry couldn't understand a word the redhead was saying.
" RON! Slow down and speak like a human being!" He yelled exasperatedly, rubbing his head.
Ron stopped with his mouth still opened, and then grinned sheepishly,
" Sorry Harry, well, as I was..er..saying, I found Hermione here locked up in a broom closet, and when I asked her why she had run out of the common room like that, she didn't know what the bloody hell I was talking about. She says she was attacked and stuffed in a closet for about 2 hours." He finished, gasping for breath.
Harry didn't know what to say to that.
He instead turned to Hermione and asked her,
" So you didn't hear my confession?"
Hermione shook her head confusedly, and was about to ask what it was, when Ron interrupted her.
" Ahehehe and guess what I saw when I came out of a classroom I was looking for Hermione in?!" When Harry and Hermione didn't answer, he continued; beaming, " Malfoy was standing outside in the corridor with a skirt and no shoes on! Ahahaha" He burst out laughing, forgetting what had happened to Hermione in the hilarity of the mental image that came to mind.
Malfoy? Skirt? Harry smelt something fishy...and it wasn't Ron's breath.
He sat there frowning, before something clicked in his mind...
His eyes widened, but he kept quiet.
He knew who he had told his confession to.
Of course, he wasn't sure, but he would watch Malfoy at dinner tonight to see if his suspicions were correct.
End Flashback
And he had been proven right when he saw the way Malfoy was looking at him.
" ARGGHH!! Why the bloody hell does EVERYTHING HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME!!!!!!" He yelled, frustrated and mortified.
He sat under a tree by the lake in the rain, watching the lightning flash and feeling the wind send whispering raindrops on his pretty face.
He sighed and closed his eyes; He loved storms.
He screamed when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and jumped into the tree, his seeker reflexes kicking in.
" Very manly Potter." He heard a sarcastic voice drawl at the base of the tree.
Harry flushed and looked down, meeting the icy gray eyes of Draco Malfoy.
He didn't go down, but sat on the tree branch and crossing his arms and looking down at him..
" Well...what do you want Malfoy? If you've come all the way into this storm to just insult me, then go away before I hex you." He asked none too nicely, attempting to look menacingly while sitting in a tree.
Draco only raised an eyebrow, trying not too think about how hot Harry looked with the rain plastering his hair onto his face.
His eyes glittered, and he looked up at Harry,
"I think you know very well what I came here to talk about." He whispered, Harry barely catching his words in the storm.
Harry blushed,
" Well, say whatever you came here to say and leave." He demanded, glaring at Draco from his perch in the tree.
Draco only smirked, reached over his blonde head, grabbed a branch of the tree and hoisted himself up.
Harry looked at him, uneasy as Draco steadied himself at Harry's level.
Draco then turned his eyes onto Harry's,
" I wanted to know if it's true." He asked.
Harry looked at him in wonder,
" Well it wouldn't be a confession if it wasn't true would it?" He said slowly.
Draco smiled, and Harry couldn't help but admire the effect it had on his face.
Harry just stared at him, before remembering that Hermione had been locked in a broom closet, and Draco had obviously been posing as Hermione.
"Why did you do it?" Harry asked suddenly.
Draco looked confused, before realizing what Harry was talking about.
" I was dared to spend one hour in the Gryffindor Tower, I had nothing to do with the ambush of Granger," He added the last bit, seeing Harry's face," I wasn't even allowed to pick who I wanted to turn into."
Harry seemed satisfied, before asking who had dared him.
" Blaise, Pansy and some other Slytherins." Draco answered shortly.
Harry nodded, then looked at Draco who was staring intently at him.
" What? Do I have something on my face?" Harry asked nervously.
Draco only shook his head and leaned forward,
" You're too beautiful to be a human Harry." He whispered, his mouth by Harry's ear.
Harry blushed and leaned back to look at Draco's face.
He was met with beautiful shimmering gray eyes, and had no or little warning as a mouth suddenly covered his own.
He was totally caught off guard from Draco's kiss, and toppled out of the tree. Draco just blinked in surprise as he watched the black-haired teen tumble off the branch.
Harry then landed on the wet ground "Oomphing" for the second time that day, and didn't bother to get up, instead he just lay there, staring up into mercury colored eyes that glittered with mirth, as he stared down at the other laying on the rain-soaked grass underneath the tree.
They stayed like that for a moment, before Draco grinned and jumped down, landing gracefully beside Harry. He then climbed on top of the other boy, and grinned down at him.
" Umm...I fell."
Draco laughed, and replied in a rather sarcastic tone.
" That much would be obvious."
He just stared down at Harry for a moment longer, before diving down and catching the other's lips in a searing kiss, this time without the hazrad of falling out of a tree .
Harry blushed, and began moving his hands up Draco's back as the pressure on his mouth increased. The blonde moaned softly, and the kiss soon became heated and passionate as he slid his tongue into into Harry's hot mouth.
The latter sighed contentedly, and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck, bringing the other boy on top of him, causing said boy to gasp and suppress a groan of pleasure as their groins came into contact.
They started to move against each other in a very sinful way, when a loud shout caused them to spring apart.
" HOLY CRAP!!"
Draco's eyes widened, and he jumped off of Harry and whirled around, only to meet the angry and shocked face of Ron Weasley, and the other two very shocked faces of Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom.
Draco glared at Ron, who had yelled, and Ron only glared back fiercely.
He then glanced down at Harry, whose mouth was now a bright shade of red.
" I can't believe you Harry." Ron hissed, glaring down at the black-haired teen.
Hermione nodded in agreement, while Neville looked lost.
Harry stood up, looking angry, before walking away with Draco without a backwards glance, feeling betrayed.
Neville fainted, resulting in a very loud thump and many worms jumping in surprise underground, while Ron and Hermione watched the couple leave.
" Well...uh." Ron fell silent, and they stood there in the rain.
Hermione coughed suddenly, causing Ron to jump, and Hermione grimaced in disgust when he farted afterwards.
" You scared me is all..." Ron blushed crimson, while the bushy haired girl scoffed, and turned towards the unconscious Neville.
Hmmm...I've changed the ending a bit, cuz it seemed a bit forced now that I looked back on it. (I post on Forever Fandom, so I've got about six chapters finished.) I was pleased at the positive response I got from my last chapter Hope you liked this one too and please review .