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Never tickle a sleeping Draco
Why was he standing here in Malfoy's room? He looks so peaceful when he's asleep... Harry shook his head why did he have the sudden impulse to tickle the other boy? Almost without thinking he stepped further into the dormitory till he was standing right next to Draco's bedside. He felt his hand reach out though he hadn't told it to and brush away some of the white blond, for once ungelled hair, out of Draco's pale face his hand moved downwards resting on draco's neck and before he could stop himself his fingers moved twitching and running themselves up and down draco's neck.
The laughter burst from Draco's lips as his body convulsed. Harry couldn't help but smile. Draco's laugh, the genuine one not the stuck up snicker, was nice, he should laugh like this more often.
"Stop it." Draco murmured slowly waking up. The blond boys eye flew open when he realized he was being tickled and the first thing he saw was Harry Potter's face, vivid green eyes practically glowing in the dark, and messy black hair as if he had just woken up and come down here on impulse but then again his hair was always messy. What was potter doing here? And ticking him?! Oh well... What other opportunity will I get?
Draco reached up and slipped his hand behind Harry's neck exerting pressure till the boy bent down leaning over Draco till their faces were only a few inches apart. Draco smiled at the confused expression on Harry face. He was so cute when he had no idea what was going on!
"Draco... what?" Harry's voice sounded small and lost. Now he was really asking for it. Draco sat up slightly till his lips brushed against the lips of his rival.
Harry's breath caught in his throat as a wave of warmth spread throughout his body. It never occurred to him to wonder why he was there or why he was kissing Draco, the boy he'd hated ever they'd met. It just felt so right. Draco pulled him closer till he was almost lying on top of the blond. With one last final yank he found himself on the bed with Draco on top of him. And...
"Oww my head!" Harry woke with a jolt. He looked around breathing irregular. He sighed as he realized he was in his dorm and his head hurt because he had fallen out of bed and hit his head against on of the bedposts. Someone lit a candle and he saw Ron's freckled face peering at him from a few feet away.
"Alright there Harry? Did you have another nightmare?" Ron's voice shook a bit as he asked this. Harry's nightmares were generally now a days sent by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
"Yeah... I mean no... Well um... never mind it was nothing." Harry was shaken badly. Why the heck was he having dreams about... Draco?
"Never tickle a sleeping Draco." The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them and for some reason they made him smile.
"Um... are you okay there Harry?" Ron asked his face showing just how concerned for his friend's sanity he was. "Oh never mind I don't want to know." Ron got up and left Harry to his thoughts. Those thoughts that were making him grin lopsidedly. That dream had been very realistic...