Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter
A/N Hmm, I'm trying something with how i write the story..add more description to it (someone said i should) I hope you like it :P Okay I'm gonna answer a few reviews now..not all because I should be in bed right now -smacks self- Oh and thankies for those who reviewed Caught With...even thought it was all fluff I'm glad some people liked it! (Because I didn't hehe) Thankies to all Reviewers, you are much loved!
Cherry0214 you're sugesstions are helping me write this fic, yay!! -gives virtual cookie for the sugesstions- Just no killer lady bugs! I don't have a big fly swatter!
doughgurl2008 If i could answer you're questions and not give away the ending..if it doesnt change again...then i would :P
inumoon3 Boot must start something..he is after all the antagonist! Do you really want an M-Preg story badly? Because i have an idea floating around in my silly little writers head...and you keep asking for one so :P -shrugs-
xxphatxbaybeexx Yeah it might be OOC, I myself can't say because I'm not working with my own characters..what i don't like about fanfiction..I only know my own characters really well.
Jill mm I tried to add in better descriptions because you're right,.I don't have a lot of description in this story.
KitsuneSkye203 lol thanx, at least you found it believeable, because i didn't!! and I'm the writer lmfao..how sad it is.Hmm Snape didn't take away point -gasps- forgot about that part.
Princesspepper lmfao someone agree's with draco :P Yes, their getting closer...very much closer >:lol draco must sleep in Harry's bed? I don't think he's leaving it.
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"Harry, you know you liked it. Come on, come back to me. You know you want it" Boot was saying, and Harry was trying to wriggle out of his grasp. Backed up against a cold wall, he felt the dampness through his clothes. Boot looked at his face intently, staring at him with his dark eyes.
Harry felt like that gaze was suffocating him, eating him up, and it was killing him. It wasn't and enjoyable thing, to be looked at as an object, one that would be used and thrown away time and time again.
"Come to me…Wake up Harry, you're mine. Wake up Harry, HARRY!"
And Harry woke up, moving his torso up and into warm arms that stopped the chill of his nightmare. Harry shivered into the embrace, the hand massaging his back comfortingly. "Harry, what the hell were you dreaming?" Draco's upset voice asked.
"I hate him, I hate him" Harry said, burying his face into Draco. Boot couldn't haunt his body? Fine, he would haunt Harry's dreams.
"Did you dream about Boot?" Draco asked. Harry nodded, suddenly noticing how smooth Draco's shirt felt against his cheek. It hardly rustled as he rubbed his cheek over it, feeling the warmth of Draco's body through it. "What the hell are you doing?" Draco asked him.
"Yes Boot, and you feel so warm…Draco" Harry said sleepily, settling down into Draco's chest. He closed his eyes and saw blackness, before he knew it he slipped back into the dream world, forgetting his nightmare for the time being.
"Potter, are you awake? Potter?" Draco whispered. He shook Harry and watched his head roll to the side. It wouldn't be comfortable, but Harry's eyes were bolted down shut it looked like, and his hair moved of its own will as always.
Draco let out a sigh and pushed Harry back down onto the pillows. Harry let out a whimper in his sleep and Draco made out the word 'Warmth' on his pale lips. Draco settled down beside Potter and pulled him up to his chest. "Potter, tomorrow night I am bloody getting something more out of you then just having you're shirt off."
Draco smiled and rested his head beside Harry's black mass of hair. Harry shifted onto his side and Draco could only see the back of his head, but he did get to see his bare back. Harry had fallen asleep with only his pants on; Draco smiled at that thought.
Draco closed it eyes. But it would take a few minutes for him to fall asleep, as he had been rudely awaken by Harry's whining.
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Harry opened his eyes and smiled, he somehow felt refreshed. He moved into the warm body beside him and snuggled it. Before he realized it was Malfoy. Harry jolted up and moved away, to bad he was basically on the edge of his bed and when he moved he fell onto his back.
Harry looked around the room, miffed for a few seconds, before he heard Malfoy's laughter. "Harry, you have such gracefulness in the morning they should give you a medal for it." he mocked, and Harry glared at him.
"Shut it ferret" Harry growled, feeling embarrassed just the same.
"Really, I thought I told you it's Draco, Harry. Draco!" Malfoy said, only getting a green eyed glare. Harry stood up, his back turned to Malfoy, and he was ready to get up and get dressed. Until he felt Malfoy slap his bum, and it was hard.
"OUCH" Harry cried, feeling his bum sting a bit. It really did sting. Harry turned to face Malfoy and gave him another glare, wishing it would freeze Malfoy so he could crack his thick head. "What did you do that for?" Harry growled.
"Remember, it's Draco, Harry. Every time you don't call me Draco I will slap you're ass." Draco said, giving him a toothy grin. 'Can he look anymore perverted?' Harry thought, moving away slightly from Malfoy.
Malfoy then smirked, and hopped out of the bed, Harry shuffled out of his way. But Malfoy was heading straight for him and he grabbed Harry and started to kiss him. Harry let out a little yelp, but Malfoy just pushed his tongue into Harry's mouth and plundered, if you could call it that.
Malfoy let Harry go, just as Harry was starting to respond, and gave him a smirk. 'Definitely looks more perverted now' Harry thought grimly. "Do you insist on attacking Harry, Malfoy?" Harry heard Ron ask, and turned to see his disgruntled friend.
Ron's ears were a light pink, and he was glaring at Malfoy. Malfoy looked self satisfied, and was leaning against Harry's bedpost smugly. "Well, yes. I do insist. But I don't attack him, I call it making out." Malfoy said, a bit of arrogance in his tone.
Ron rolled his eyes. "Harry, control ferret face will you?" Ron asked. Harry nodded, and grinned back at Malfoy.
"I'll try to control…Draco" Harry hissed out, hoping the words had some bite to them. Malfoy only grinned at him. 'Why can't I annoy him anymore? What happened?' Harry thought, before turning his back to Malfoy in order to get dressed.
'And how long is the bastard going to follow me to my bed at night?' Harry thought, but it was only for a fleeting moment that he thought it, because Malfoy had been ever so kind to hex Neville, for the second time in one night.
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"Bloody Malfoy, how the hell am I going to control him when he never listens?" Harry muttered to himself. He was walking down the corridor and making progress in his walk to the library.
Harry felt it wasn't safe, but he would have to go places on his own sometime. He needed to think about Malfoy and make sure the idiot stopped hexing Neville every night. 'Neville started it my ass.'
Harry heard the click of another's shoes behind him, and he swerved around to make sure Boot wasn't near. It was only a lone first year, looking around the castle it seemed. 'They're curious when they start" Harry whispered under his breath. "I'm going crazy, I'm talking to myself!" Harry said, a little louder.
"Insanity, do you know the word of it Harry?"
Harry stood still, the hairs lifting off his back. Boot's voice was angry, annoyed, maybe even a bit hurt had come from behind him. 'He's to close, he's to close' Harry's mind chanted, and Harry turned around slowly to see Boot standing there.
His expression was a sneer, with an unknown emotion blazing in his eyes. He moved closer to Harry, who stepped a pace back. "Don't come any closer," Harry breathed out, searching for his wand in his pockets. A few well-aimed curses and he could run to safety.
"Oh but Harry, I don't want to. Now back to insanity. You know, that's what those dementors do to you; they make you insane. But you're like a dementor, because you make me insane. In a very different way, of course." Boot said, and Harry shivered involuntarily.
"I'm not a dementor." Harry protested, taking another step backwards, hoping to put more distance between Boot and himself.
"No you're not, you're Harry. You're mine, Harry, you do know that?" Boot asked, Harry shook his head reverently. 'Not yours, not now, not ever!' His mind screamed at Boot but Harry resisted the urge to shout at Boot.
"I'm not yours Boot" Harry said, trying to sound braver then he really felt right at this moment. He wouldn't look Boot in the eye, but he stared at his face intently, as if staring could will Boot away.
"Oh and you're Draco Malfoy's?" Boot asked. Harry could hear the untamed rage that came with Malfoy's name; it made Harry scared for Malfoy for some unknown reason.
"No, I'm not his" Harry said bluntly, taking another couple of steps back, he had his hand on his wand in his robes and was about to throw a few curses Boot's way.
"Well then, do tell blondie to stay the hell away from you. You're mine!" Boot growled, starting to move closer to Harry. Harry moved his wand to face Boot. Boot looked startled, and glared at Harry.
"I'll tell Draco, that he can kick your ass if you so much as come within five inches of my body" Harry snarled out, backing away from Boot's figure until he was at the corner of the corridor, fuck going to the library, he was going to be with people who would keep Boot away.
Harry moved out of Boot's sight, who stood there glaring at the wall. "Fine Harry, if you want to play dirty, we'll play dirty." He said, before promptly turning around to go to the library.
Harry never heard these words though; he was running to find Draco, or someone who knew enough curses that they could do serious damage to Boot, very serious, painful damage.
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"DRACO" Harry screamed, running into the blonde and making them topple to the floor.
"Bloody hell Potter! What was that for?" Draco growled, pushing Harry off him and checking his hair. Harry rolled onto the floor and looked up at Draco with his green eyes. They were filled with determination and anger.
"You are going to teach my some fucking curses that will blow the socks off of him, and you are doing it now!" Harry said angrily, breathing in deeply from his run. He had run from Boot straight to Draco.
"Where did this come from?" Draco asked, raising one eyebrow but smirking just the same.
"From one too many threats, and pissing me off. He won't get away with it! If he touches you I will kill him!" Harry ranted, not noticing the amused glint in Draco's eyes, but a confused look played with his features.
"Harry, slow down, who is he exactly?" Draco asked.
"Boot, and if he dares to come near you I will…I will" Harry said quickly, running out of breathe and slumping to the floor. Draco smirked at the defeated and exhausted Gryffindor.
"You can first cast a few well chosen bloody curses, then punch his head to pulp" Draco said, grinning madly with delight. Much better, much, much better. Harry seemed to be displaying protectiveness over him, much, much, much better!
"Yeah" Harry mumbled, holding his face in his hands and groaning. He'd never be free of Boot, not like this. Draco moved to sit behind Harry; his hands crept around Harry's waist. 'Boot, Harry is mine' Draco thought triumphantly.
It was too bad that Harry didn't see the glares Boot and Malfoy had been sending each other, daring the other to take Harry from the other. By the looks of it, Draco Malfoy was winning this unannounced fight for one Harry Potter.
Review!! Hmm is it getting interesting or just plain boring? hehe. horizontal line thing isn't working for me today..wonder what the heck is wrong with it o.O Reason for the && ect.. thing.