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Since I don't, the take a wild guess if I own this...I don't by the way

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Now on to the story.

Sweet Dreams are Made of this...

"Now, it's your turn," Severus said as the turned from Hermione.

Harry and Draco looked at eachother and then... (you know I could be a bitch and end it right here...but I won't)

Harry woke up in a cold sweat.

"Oh thank merlin, it was just a dream."

Harry fell back on the bed, ready to go back to sleep when Hermione called him downstairs.

"Yeah 'Mione?" Harry asked once he got to the common room.

"Look Harry, Prof. Dumbledore gave us eggnogg," she said smiling.

Harry look at her, paled, and then sceamed...

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"I told you you could us a spell to force dreams on people," Severus said as he turned to Draco in his private rooms.

"Or desires," Draco answered back smirking.

...And the rest is history...or dreamssmirks

Th...th...th...that's all folks.

Sorry it's so short, but I had to end this story, cause I was coming up with nothing.

Yup, that's the end.

Loverly huh?

Blade