Hello all, I know I said I'd wait for five reviews, but I just couldn't
wait to write, so I settled with two. Thank you to everyone who has
reviewed my story. I haven't gotten a flame yet!!! Yay!!! Special thanks to
draco'sgirly1, you've really boosted my confidence. And yes, I posted
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check it out. Okay, before I go on, Disclaimer: I don't own the characters,
and if I did things would definitely have turned out differently in book
five, for example, Sirius dieing. Okay, now on to the story! (ps- this is
my longest chapter yet!)
Chapter 4: Harry's POV
Harry hurried down the halls towards Potions on Monday afternoon, after lunch. Unfortunately for him, the halls were especially crowded and he couldn't get there fast enough. As he struggled to get past a group of third years, two of which seemed to be in a fight, Ron caught up with him. "H-Harry," he said through pants, "What's... the... rush? We're only... going to... Potions. Why on earth would you... want to get there sooner?" Harry finally squeezed his way through the group of third years and quickened his pace. Ron struggled to keep up. "Because," began Harry as he ubruptly turned a corner, "I just remembered that I didn't do my Divination homework. If I get to Potions before class starts, I'll have at least a little time to do it." "Oh," responded Ron. Well, don't worry about it. You just have to describe your dream last night and connect it to another dream you had recently." Harry nodded. "Right," he said. Potions was just down the hall. He now broke into a sprint. There were only three minutes till class would start. If he could just get there, he knew he could get it done and not fail Divination.
Harry reached the door to the dungeon and turned to go in, but as he did, he crashed into someone's hard chest. Harry fell flat on his back from the impact, and whoever he crashed into fell on top of him. Harry looked up. It was Draco Malfoy, only his eyes were squeezed shut. "Oh fucking great," said Harry. Draco gasped. "Oh no!....... Harry?" he asked as his eyes opened wide. He looked absolutely shocked and mortified. "Yeah it's me," said Harry angrily, "Now would you mind getting off of me so I could get to class?" His mind flashed to his Divination assignment. 'Crap,' he thought. 'Now I won't get it done. Fucking Malfoy.' Draco nodded and rolled off Harry. Harry tried to get up but his back hurt. "Great," he murmered to himself. "Now I can't even get up."
Draco was now standing before him. He stared down at Harry, a pained expression on his face. Suddenly, his eyes went glossy and he gave an odd smile. "Here," he said as he reached an arm down, "Let me help you up." Harry was shocked, and of course, suspicious. 'Since when does Malfoy help me up?' he thought. He tried to get up but yelped as a rush of pain ran through his backside. He couldn't get up, at least not on his own. Grudgingly, he reached for Draco's outstretched hand. And when he did, a rush of electricity flowed through him. He suddenly felt the urged to look into Draco's eyes. They were deep silver. He had never noticed that before. He was about to smile but the thought was interrupted as he felt himself being pulled up by the surprisingly strong blonde.
When Harry was finally standing upright, he let out a howl. His back was killing him, and he couldn't stand straight. He instinctly bent his back and now he was staring at the floor. Malfoy was still supporting him. Harry could feel Draco's strong grip on his shoulder. Then he saw a pair of feet standing next to him as he stared at the floor beside him. Suddenly, the owner of the feet spoke. "Malfoy," he said, "What the fuck did you do to him?" Harry recognized the voice to be Ron's. Harry jerked up to try and face Ron, but his back gave out on him, and he was forced to continue bending over. "I didn't do anything to him," said Draco, angrily. "Yeah right!" said Ron, "So why can't he get up?" "It was a fucking accident," argued Draco. "Like hell it was!" The two began arguing. Harry stayed in his bent over position, listening to the argument. Oddly, he wanted Draco to win. Something about the way he argued made Harry's heart skip a beat. 'He's so commanding,' thought Harry.
Suddenly, it occurred to Harry how odd the situation looked. 'Oh my God,' thought Harry. 'It kinda looks like I'm about to give Draco a blow job.' This was true. Here was Draco, standing completely upright, with his hand holding Harry's shoulder and then there was Harry, bent over halfway, eyelevel with Draco's crotch. 'Draco's crotch!' thought Harry, which oddly, excited him. For some reason, it suddenly excited Harry to be so close to Draco's crotch. He found himself wondering what was behind Draco's pants. 'Hmmm,' thought Harry, 'I wonder how big it is.' This thought was suddenly interrupted.
"What the devil is going on here?" said an angry Snape. Ron and Draco stopped arguing, and Harry turned his head to face Snape. Unfortunately, all he could see was Snapes crotch, and that definitely did not excite Harry.at all! Ron broke the silence. "Malfoy crashed into Harry." "Is this true?" asked Snape. Harry supposed that he was talking to Draco. Harry turned to face Draco again, or rather, his crotch. "Well yes Profeser," said Draco calmly, his voice suddenly changed, "But it was an accident." Snape cleared his throat. "I see...umm...Mrs. Granger, escort Mr. Potter to Madame Pomfrey. Mr. Weasley, quit your pouting, I'm sure Draco had no desire to go anywhere near Harry...And um, Mr. Malfoy, let go of Potter, it doesn't look right." There was an echo of furious laughter from behind Harry. 'Oh great,' thought Harry, 'Is the whole class here?' But Harry didn't feel as embarrassed as he thought he'd be. Despite his aching back, Harry felt quite comfortable in the position he was in, especially with Draco there.
The laughter continued as a pair of thin legs and a skirt approached Harry. He guessed they were Hermione's. Draco let go of Harry's shoulder and Harry almost felt over. However, Hermione caught him just in time. Harry let out a howl as Hermione's arm hit his back when she caught him. Hermione winced slightly. "It's okay Harry," she said reassuringly, "Come on." Harry nodded. He put his arm around Hermione's neck, and slowly, they made their way down the corridor. Harry could hear the entire class break out into laughter and conversation. "Silence!" he heard Snape call. The noise broke off. "Everyone get inside. We're wasting time. You too Mr. Malfoy, and you Mr. Weasley." Then, Harry heard the shuffling of feet and he assumed that everyone was going into class. The further he and Hermione walked, the more he felt this odd longing to go to Potions. to be near Draco. What was going on?
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Once Harry and Hermione made it to the Hospital Wing, Madame Pomfrey fixed Harry's back in no time. However, she said he needed to rest, so Harry got into one of the beds. Hermione motioned to go sit by Harry's bed but Madame Pomfrey rushed her out of the hospital wing. So, Harry sat in his bed, feeling not the slightest bit tired. He didn't want to rest. He wanted to run around and sing. Harry felt surprisingly happy. For some reason, he kept thinking about Draco. 'Aah,' thought Harry, 'Those golden locks, those silver eyes, that beautiful body, that gorgeous face, his-" But he didn't finish the thought. He felt his partner hardening. 'Holy shit,' thought Harry, 'Draco's giving me a boner.' Harry was extremely embarrassed. 'Since when am I gay?' Harry looked around. There was no one else in the hospital wing, and Madame Pomfrey was in her office.
Harry looked down. He could see the big bulge through his blankets. 'What's wrong with me? Why do I feel this way?.......Why do I like it?.........Oh my god... I love Draco...Yes... I do... I love the way he looks, the way he acts, the way he talks...It's true...I love him...Why didn't I ever notice that before? Why didn't I ever notice I was gay before?...... Maybe it's because I wasn't.At least I don't think I was... This is weird... Wait, no it's not... I like feeling this way... I like being in love...especially with Draco...no, this is...great.' And with that, Harry accepted his new found feelings. In fact, he embraced them. He no longer felt any guilt or embarrassment towards them. To him, it felt right.
Harry looked at his bag. He decided that he might as well do his Divination homework. He reached over, grabbed his bag, and pulled out parchment and a quill. He stared down at the blank page. 'Now, what to write?' A smile spread across his face as a thought occurred to him. 'Oh what the hell' he thought 'I always make these things up anyway.' He pressed his quill down on the parchment, and began to write. He paused and looked down at what he'd written.
Last night, I dreamt that I had sex with Draco Malfoy.
This pleased Harry. He thought for a moment and then added four more words.
And it was great.
You know, I like this chapter. It's pretty good...at least I think so. What do you think? Well, I'm guessing you're a little confused as to how this all happened but don't worry, chapter 5 explains everything. You know, I think this story will be pretty long...especially since I explain both sides of everything. Well, tell me what you think. I love reviews. And tell me what you want to happen next... I need ideas for chapter 6, when the story moves on. The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll post the next chapter, and hopefully, the better it will be!
Chapter 4: Harry's POV
Harry hurried down the halls towards Potions on Monday afternoon, after lunch. Unfortunately for him, the halls were especially crowded and he couldn't get there fast enough. As he struggled to get past a group of third years, two of which seemed to be in a fight, Ron caught up with him. "H-Harry," he said through pants, "What's... the... rush? We're only... going to... Potions. Why on earth would you... want to get there sooner?" Harry finally squeezed his way through the group of third years and quickened his pace. Ron struggled to keep up. "Because," began Harry as he ubruptly turned a corner, "I just remembered that I didn't do my Divination homework. If I get to Potions before class starts, I'll have at least a little time to do it." "Oh," responded Ron. Well, don't worry about it. You just have to describe your dream last night and connect it to another dream you had recently." Harry nodded. "Right," he said. Potions was just down the hall. He now broke into a sprint. There were only three minutes till class would start. If he could just get there, he knew he could get it done and not fail Divination.
Harry reached the door to the dungeon and turned to go in, but as he did, he crashed into someone's hard chest. Harry fell flat on his back from the impact, and whoever he crashed into fell on top of him. Harry looked up. It was Draco Malfoy, only his eyes were squeezed shut. "Oh fucking great," said Harry. Draco gasped. "Oh no!....... Harry?" he asked as his eyes opened wide. He looked absolutely shocked and mortified. "Yeah it's me," said Harry angrily, "Now would you mind getting off of me so I could get to class?" His mind flashed to his Divination assignment. 'Crap,' he thought. 'Now I won't get it done. Fucking Malfoy.' Draco nodded and rolled off Harry. Harry tried to get up but his back hurt. "Great," he murmered to himself. "Now I can't even get up."
Draco was now standing before him. He stared down at Harry, a pained expression on his face. Suddenly, his eyes went glossy and he gave an odd smile. "Here," he said as he reached an arm down, "Let me help you up." Harry was shocked, and of course, suspicious. 'Since when does Malfoy help me up?' he thought. He tried to get up but yelped as a rush of pain ran through his backside. He couldn't get up, at least not on his own. Grudgingly, he reached for Draco's outstretched hand. And when he did, a rush of electricity flowed through him. He suddenly felt the urged to look into Draco's eyes. They were deep silver. He had never noticed that before. He was about to smile but the thought was interrupted as he felt himself being pulled up by the surprisingly strong blonde.
When Harry was finally standing upright, he let out a howl. His back was killing him, and he couldn't stand straight. He instinctly bent his back and now he was staring at the floor. Malfoy was still supporting him. Harry could feel Draco's strong grip on his shoulder. Then he saw a pair of feet standing next to him as he stared at the floor beside him. Suddenly, the owner of the feet spoke. "Malfoy," he said, "What the fuck did you do to him?" Harry recognized the voice to be Ron's. Harry jerked up to try and face Ron, but his back gave out on him, and he was forced to continue bending over. "I didn't do anything to him," said Draco, angrily. "Yeah right!" said Ron, "So why can't he get up?" "It was a fucking accident," argued Draco. "Like hell it was!" The two began arguing. Harry stayed in his bent over position, listening to the argument. Oddly, he wanted Draco to win. Something about the way he argued made Harry's heart skip a beat. 'He's so commanding,' thought Harry.
Suddenly, it occurred to Harry how odd the situation looked. 'Oh my God,' thought Harry. 'It kinda looks like I'm about to give Draco a blow job.' This was true. Here was Draco, standing completely upright, with his hand holding Harry's shoulder and then there was Harry, bent over halfway, eyelevel with Draco's crotch. 'Draco's crotch!' thought Harry, which oddly, excited him. For some reason, it suddenly excited Harry to be so close to Draco's crotch. He found himself wondering what was behind Draco's pants. 'Hmmm,' thought Harry, 'I wonder how big it is.' This thought was suddenly interrupted.
"What the devil is going on here?" said an angry Snape. Ron and Draco stopped arguing, and Harry turned his head to face Snape. Unfortunately, all he could see was Snapes crotch, and that definitely did not excite Harry.at all! Ron broke the silence. "Malfoy crashed into Harry." "Is this true?" asked Snape. Harry supposed that he was talking to Draco. Harry turned to face Draco again, or rather, his crotch. "Well yes Profeser," said Draco calmly, his voice suddenly changed, "But it was an accident." Snape cleared his throat. "I see...umm...Mrs. Granger, escort Mr. Potter to Madame Pomfrey. Mr. Weasley, quit your pouting, I'm sure Draco had no desire to go anywhere near Harry...And um, Mr. Malfoy, let go of Potter, it doesn't look right." There was an echo of furious laughter from behind Harry. 'Oh great,' thought Harry, 'Is the whole class here?' But Harry didn't feel as embarrassed as he thought he'd be. Despite his aching back, Harry felt quite comfortable in the position he was in, especially with Draco there.
The laughter continued as a pair of thin legs and a skirt approached Harry. He guessed they were Hermione's. Draco let go of Harry's shoulder and Harry almost felt over. However, Hermione caught him just in time. Harry let out a howl as Hermione's arm hit his back when she caught him. Hermione winced slightly. "It's okay Harry," she said reassuringly, "Come on." Harry nodded. He put his arm around Hermione's neck, and slowly, they made their way down the corridor. Harry could hear the entire class break out into laughter and conversation. "Silence!" he heard Snape call. The noise broke off. "Everyone get inside. We're wasting time. You too Mr. Malfoy, and you Mr. Weasley." Then, Harry heard the shuffling of feet and he assumed that everyone was going into class. The further he and Hermione walked, the more he felt this odd longing to go to Potions. to be near Draco. What was going on?
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Once Harry and Hermione made it to the Hospital Wing, Madame Pomfrey fixed Harry's back in no time. However, she said he needed to rest, so Harry got into one of the beds. Hermione motioned to go sit by Harry's bed but Madame Pomfrey rushed her out of the hospital wing. So, Harry sat in his bed, feeling not the slightest bit tired. He didn't want to rest. He wanted to run around and sing. Harry felt surprisingly happy. For some reason, he kept thinking about Draco. 'Aah,' thought Harry, 'Those golden locks, those silver eyes, that beautiful body, that gorgeous face, his-" But he didn't finish the thought. He felt his partner hardening. 'Holy shit,' thought Harry, 'Draco's giving me a boner.' Harry was extremely embarrassed. 'Since when am I gay?' Harry looked around. There was no one else in the hospital wing, and Madame Pomfrey was in her office.
Harry looked down. He could see the big bulge through his blankets. 'What's wrong with me? Why do I feel this way?.......Why do I like it?.........Oh my god... I love Draco...Yes... I do... I love the way he looks, the way he acts, the way he talks...It's true...I love him...Why didn't I ever notice that before? Why didn't I ever notice I was gay before?...... Maybe it's because I wasn't.At least I don't think I was... This is weird... Wait, no it's not... I like feeling this way... I like being in love...especially with Draco...no, this is...great.' And with that, Harry accepted his new found feelings. In fact, he embraced them. He no longer felt any guilt or embarrassment towards them. To him, it felt right.
Harry looked at his bag. He decided that he might as well do his Divination homework. He reached over, grabbed his bag, and pulled out parchment and a quill. He stared down at the blank page. 'Now, what to write?' A smile spread across his face as a thought occurred to him. 'Oh what the hell' he thought 'I always make these things up anyway.' He pressed his quill down on the parchment, and began to write. He paused and looked down at what he'd written.
Last night, I dreamt that I had sex with Draco Malfoy.
This pleased Harry. He thought for a moment and then added four more words.
And it was great.
You know, I like this chapter. It's pretty good...at least I think so. What do you think? Well, I'm guessing you're a little confused as to how this all happened but don't worry, chapter 5 explains everything. You know, I think this story will be pretty long...especially since I explain both sides of everything. Well, tell me what you think. I love reviews. And tell me what you want to happen next... I need ideas for chapter 6, when the story moves on. The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll post the next chapter, and hopefully, the better it will be!