AN: Thanks to everyone that has reviewed. I'm glad you like it. And I actually do like the books more, but that part in the movie helped my part. So yeah. Thanks everyone.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned the rights but I don't unfortunately.

Draco sat straight up. He'd never had a dream like that. He sat and wondered who it could've been. 'There's no one I like enough to actually dream about them. Then again someone could've put a spell on me to make me think of them, Pansy maybe...oh I hope not. I can't stand her. Then again, if they had put a spell on me, they didn't do a good job considering I couldn't see them or anything for that matter.' He touched his lips with his fingertips. 'But that was a very sweet kiss. Too bad it wasn't real. Whenever I find who it is, I'm kissing them to see if the dream is right.'

He looked down at his clock. '4 a.m.' He laid back onto his bed. Draco tossed and turned for half an hour before he decided he wasn't going back to sleep. He climbed out of bed and walked into the common room. He sat down in front of the fireplace but didn't have the strength to actually get up and light a fire. He then realized that he hadn't finished his Potions essay, he debated on whether to ask Snape for an extention, and then decided against it. 'Might as well do the damn thing while I'm up and not going back to sleep.'

Draco crept back into his dorm room and saw everyone still asleep. He grabbed his bag and walked back to the common room. Sitting at one of the tables and pulled out the long piece of parchment. Staring at the half-written essay gave Draco a headache. He couldn't stand to look at it. He looked out the window again, he could see the sun just under the horizon. He couldn't get the dream out of his mind. It just kept coming back to him. 'I just wish I knew who it was.' He stared at his paper again. 'Well, if it happens again then time to worry over the dream, as for now, time to finish this paper.'

Two hours later people began filing into the common room. Draco had finished his essay about an hour ago. To waste his time he had pulled out his wand and practice his new spells on the furniture in the common room. Zabini walked over to the table where Draco was sitting.

"How long have you been out here?" Zabini asked sitting down.

"About two hours." He saw Zabini's gaze. "I went to bed at 9 and slept until 4 I think I'm good on sleep."

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The Slytherins were the first to enter the Great Hall that moring. Followed shortly by the Ravenclaws. The Gryffindor's were some of the last to enter.

Ron sat across from Harry. "I don't want to go to Potions. I don't want to be covered in more unknown liquids."

"As I was cleaning you robe, I tried to figure out what it was, but I couldn't place it anywhere. I think he spilt it one you will it was still premature." Hermione said eating some bacon.

"I don't care, I just don't want to be covered in it again."

"Well then Weasel, I suggest you not involve yourself in things that don't concern you." Ron looked behind him to see Malfoy towering over him. "Heed my advice, or pay for your insolence."

"Your not my boss Malfoy." Ron said standing up. "And don't use big words just to making youself sound smart. We all know you're not."

Malfoy's face turned pink. "Listen Weasley, you are pushing your limits."

"What are you going to do about it? Call your daddy?" Ron mocked.

"If I were you, I'd begin watching your back. There's teachers here now, or I'd take care of you now, so be careful, Weasel King." With that Draco walked off.

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Everyone piled into the Potions room. The doors slammed shut and everyone took their seats awaiting Snape to begin class.

The man dressed in black came into the room and it seemed all heat drained from it. "Turn in your essays now." Snape said coldly.

'Snape speaks way too much.' Ron thought to himself. 'And he's so cruel, it's upsetting.' He looked over to the side and saw Malfoy asleep. 'Of course, he's not going to get in trouble for sleeping in class. Wow, Malfoy actually looks nice when he sleeps, maybe it's because the fact that the scowl is gone and there is no hatred towards anyone. So--'

"Weasley stop staring into space while I'm teaching." Snape dropped a huge book in front of Ron. Ron looked up at Snape. 'Speaking of scowls, I don't think his ever goes away.' Ron thought. "Are you even listening to me now?"

"Yes sir."

"Then what did I just say?"

"Don't stare off into space while you're teaching."

"Not that, What did I say after that." Ron paused, he was stuck. "Apparently you weren't listening. Detention, tonight, my office." Ron groaned. "Well Mr. Weasley I guess you'll learn not to daydream in my class."

'Man, another stupid detention.' Ron slumped in his seat.

"Oh and Mr. Malfoy, you will be joining him, for actually sleeping in my class." Ron looked over to see Draco's stunned expression.

"But Professor..."

"But nothing, Malfoy, my office, tonight." Malfoy also slumped in his chair and crossed his arms as Snape continued with his lesson.

Class finally ended and everyone walked out. "Man that's my second detention in two days." Ron complained as he and Harry began climbing the stairs to Divination.

"I think you need to start paying more attention."

"Oh shut it, you don't pay attention either."

"Well then you need to not get caught."

Ron glared at Harry. "Easy said than done." They entered the tower. "But I was surprised when Snape punished Malfoy as well. After all Malfoy is his Golden Boy."

"You weren't the only one surprised." Trelawney walked in the room and the boys took their seats.

After Divination, Ron had a free period and not wanting to run into Malfoy in the prefect bathroom again, he decided to go to the library. He knew if he went to the common room he wouldn't want to do anything. He figured he could begin working on his Divination homework anyway. He walked in the library and saw Madam Pince look over at him coldly. 'Is it just me, or is everyone unhappy around here anymore.'

He walked around and saw that all the tables were full. He kept walking around until he found a table, with only one person. He walked closer and saw just who the person was. The white-blonde hair was a dead giveaway. 'Why is this the only table open?' Ron thought as he kept walking closer. Malfoy looked up at the approaching boy.

"Don't think about it, Weasley." Malfoy whispered.

"There's no where else or I'd go there."

"Go back to your common room."

"I wouldn't be able to concentrate. Quit being childish." Malfoy glared at him but gave up his fight and moved his bag out of the way. "Thank you."

"Whatever."

Ron took out his Divination homework and just stared at the parchment. He hated Divination, he knew he wasn't continuing after this year. Everyone once in a while he's cast an glance over at Malfoy, who was hastily working on his Charms essay that was apparently due next class.

"Would you quit looking at me. I've told you twice before."

"You've never looked up, how do you know I was looking at you?"

"So you're admitting it?"

Ron blushed. "Wait, no, that's not what I'm saying."

"Sure, whatever. You are a bad liar Weasley." Ron blushed even more. "Aw the cute little weasel's turning so red."

"So, you think I'm cute?" Ron asked playfully. Malfoy stopped.

"You're finally admitting you're a weasel?"

"You didn't answer my question, Malfoy."

"On the same basis you didn't answer mine either."

The two boys just stared at each other and knew neither was ever going to win. So they just went back to their homework.

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Both boys walked into Snape's office at 8 p.m. Snape was sitting behind his desk waiting for them. "Boys, you are to clean up my classroom and make sure everything is in order. No magic is to be used. I'll be back in an hour, I want it done."

The boys worked for about 40 minutes in silence. "So are you ever going to admit that I'm cute."

"Shut up, Weasley." Malfoy snapped at him. Ron looked behind him and saw Malfoy washing one of the tables. He saw the bucket of soapy water next to and a wicked idea popped into his head. Ron took out his wand and muttered a spell and saw the bucket behind Malfoy rise. He muttered another spell and the bucket poured on top of Malfoy's head.

Malfoy turned a vivid red. He looked over a Ron who had a wide grin over his face."Oops." Ron said turning back around and gave a small laugh. Malfoy looked around the room. He saw something that caught his eye. Pulling out his own wand and muttering a couple of spells. Ron looked over his head, there was the wastebasket and within another second the whole trash fell on Ron's head.

Ron turned around and stared at Malfoy. "Whoops." Both boys stared menacingly at each other. Before they could continue the door opened and Snape walked through the door and saw on one side of the room the floor was soaked in soapy water and in the other it was cluttered in trash.

"What have you two done?" Snape tried to keep his voice down and not yell. "Both of you out. I will see both of you tomorrow for more detention...away from each other." Both boys moved toward the door. "Out now." They ran out the room. Snape pulled out his wand and everything was clean in a second. The boys stared at each other for a moment and then headed off for separate common rooms.

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Draco sat on his bed. It was late, he had finally finished all of his homework. His mind went back to Ron and what happened at detention. 'I don't know when he became so brave, but man I wish he'd go back his old way, then I could continue to boss him around easily.' Draco laid down on his bed. 'I wonder if I'll have another dream like the one last night?' He thought as he laid still. His eyes flutter close and he fell asleep.

Draco opened his eyes. Last night he only saw black, but tonight there was color everywhere. He saw one wall was red and the other green. The floor was gold and the ceiling was silver. He felt arms close around his waist. They pulled Draco close. The hands slid up his torso. Draco saw that the skin was a milky white. When he turned to see who the person was, the person crept back into the darkness of one of the corners.

"Why won't you let me see you?" Draco's voice echoed. No reply came. "Answer me." He demanded. Still no answer. "Please." He said quietly. Still no response. "Will you atleast come to me?"

"If you turn around." Was the quiet response. Draco sighed and turned around again. He could hear footsteps behind him. He was about to turn around when he felt a cloth cover his eyes. "I won't let you trick me." The voice whispered. Chills ran down Draco's spine.

The arms wrapped around Draco's body again. A soft kiss was placed to the back of Draco's head. The hands slipped under Draco's arms and slid down his chest. Another kiss was placed on the nape of Draco's neck. The small hairs on his neck stood on end. The hands began to roam under Draco's shirt.

Then all movement stopped. A whimper escaped from Draco. The hands moved from under Draco's shirt and grasped Draco's hand, turning Draco around. The blindfold still in place. The hands slipped into Draco's hair and pulled him close. Their lips met and the kiss grew from soft to rough.

When the kiss broke Draco was panting, with his lips slightly parted. His captor took advantage of the parted lips. Draco felt his captor's tongue enter his mouth. At first he was taken by surprise, but Draco recovered quickly from the surprise and kissed back.

When the kiss broke again his captor stepped back and returned to the darkness. "You can take your blindfold off now." The voice came. Draco heard footsteps, but when he took off the blindfold he was the only one in the room.

AN: This was a longer chapter than I thought it would be. Oh well, hope you liked it.