AN: I know I'm pretty good about updating every day, but last night was full of Greek Mythology and my mother taking over my computer...BLAH! So yeah, it's another long chapter. So again, thanks for all of your reviews. I'm glad you like it. Italics means Dreams.
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"I have another detention tomorrow!" Ron screamed as he entered the common room. Harry and Hermione were the only ones in the common room, thankfully.
"What did you do to get another one?" Hermione asked closing the big book in front of her.
"Malfoy and I spilt water and trash on each other and Snape walked in before we could clean it." 'Although I don't think we had any intention of cleaning anyway, but it was a thought.' Ron added to himself.
"No use in worrying about it now. Let's just go to bed." Harry said yawning. Hermione nodded and went off to her dorm room. Ron followed Harry up to theirs.
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Malfoy opened his eyes. His entire body ached. That dream was more intense than the one before. He rummaged blindly for a clock. He knew it was early. The light of his clock shined. '5:30.' Draco groaned. 'Man. Now it's time to begin wondering who the hell keeps coming into my dreams. That kiss was one of the best I've ever had in my life, and yet it's not real. Damn. I need to find who it is. Draco rolled out of his bed and walked into the common room again. 'I just one a good night sleep again. Although my dreams are good, they are leaving me wondering who the hell is torturing me with not being allowed to be seen.'
He decided he wasn't going to waste time in the common room again, so he left the dungeon. He walked to the prefect bathroom. 'I think a good, hot bath should help me.' He opened the door and walked over to one of the baths and began running the water. He took off his clothes and stepped in the steaming water. 'Ahh. This feels so good.' He closed his eyes and the room from his dream returned to him. He was still standing alone. But he could still feel the touch of his captor's hands. 'Man I wish I knew who the hell you were. Or if I even know you.'
The blonde remained calm in the bath water until he heard the door open suddenly. He grabbed his watch out of his pants pocket and saw that it was 6. He turned to see who had come in the bathroom when the all too familiar hair came into view. Ron was standing in the doorway staring at Malfoy soaking in the bath.
"Weasley, I don't know how many times I need to tell you, but DON'T LOOK AT ME!" Ron jumped at the sudden yell.
"I wasn't. I was staring at the massive amounts of bubbles that are taking over the bath. I wouldn't figure you to be someone who liked bubble baths."
Malfoy glared over his shoulder at the redhead. He looked over at his hand still holding the watch. "GROSS! I'm all pruny." Malfoy jumped out of the water and Ron blushed as he saw Draco's naked form standing in front of him, so close. Draco turned to see Ron's bright red face and looked down at his own body. "Weasley!" He grabbed his pants and quickly put them on.
"I wasn't meaning to, besides you are the one that just came right out of the water with no warning or caring." Ron turned around. "I'm beginning to hate this bathroom." He walked out.
"Me too, Weasley, me too." Draco pulled on his shirt and followed him out the door.
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Ron nearly fell out of his chair. He had fallen asleep in Transfiguration again, but this time McGonagall didn't catch him. 'I'm sorry tired. Restless nights are really starting to get to me.' He tired listening to McGonagall but found it the hardest thing he could do. His mind continued to return to the prefect bathroom and Malfoy's naked body. 'That was one of the most awkward moments I've ever had. I swear I hate that stupid bathroom now. Every time I go in, Malfoy's there and he's always accusing me of staring at him, which I don't. Well I try not to, but under certain circumstances it's hard not to. I mean I knew Malfoy was in good shape, but I didn't know just how good. He really did look nice. The way his hair was soaked and stuck to his forehead, his body was quite taut, I never would've expect that from him, and the way he stood confidently, with no shame...' Ron really did fall out of his chair with that. Everyone laughed. Ron stood up with quite a bit of embarrassment.
However, the color in his cheeks was not that from falling out of his chair in front of everyone, but instead it was from his thoughts. 'What the bloody hell am I thinking. It's Malfoy for crying out loud. It shouldn't matter, he's a pompous, no good that doesn't ever do anything for himself, and cries to his father.'
"Mr. Weasley, have you been sleeping in my class again?"
"No ma'am. Actually I haven't. I was leaning back in my chair and I guess I leaned back to far, but I was completely paying attention to you."
"Well be more careful." With that she walked back to the front of the class. There were still a few giggles as Ron took his seat again, but he disregarded it. 'Stupid thoughts. I hate myself.'
"Are you okay?" Harry whispered.
"Yeah, just a little side tracked." Ron replied. 'I don't want to go to my detention tonight. How am I ever going to face him again.'
"You know I would've figured that weasel's had more balance than that." Ron turned around to see the smirk he could place anywhere. Ron stared stunned. 'Oh shit. I can't believe I forgot he sits right behind me.'
"Shut up Malfoy." Harry snapped. He turned Ron back around.
"Oh Potter, you are ever so sweet to your boyfriend, sticking up for him like that."
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron whispered behind him.
"If you don't mind boys, I'd like you to pay attention up here. I am about to explain your next project." All three boys looked up to find McGonagall staring down at them. "Now, as I was saying, we are going to be doing a project that involves a lot of work and a lot of patience. You and a partner, that will be randomly selected for you, will work on turning each other into an animal of their choosing. Now if you will pay attention, this cup right here contains all of your names, and the two people that I choose will be partners. Then two more, then two more, and I think you get the idea. So let us begin."
Names began getting called. Neville got paired with Seamus, Hermione actually had to be paired with Pansy and Harry got paired with Cho. Ron waited patiently for his name to be called. He looked around only a few people were left, unfortunately almost all of them Slytherin. "Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy." McGonagall called out. Ron looked mortified and this time Draco fell out of his chair. McGonagall took no notice and continued calling out names. "Now everyone take a seat next to your partner and you can begin researching and deciding waht you want to turn into." No one moved for a moment. "Go."
Ron finally got out of his chair and walked up to the table behind him and sat down next to a very stunned Malfoy. Ron dropped his head to the table and repeatedly hit his head against the table. "Mr. Weasley stop doing that and Mr. Malfoy look alive again, both of you are going to have to learn to deal with each other, now start working before I take points off your houses."
Both boys looked at each other. "How much time am I going to have to spend with you today?" Ron muttered.
"Way too much."
"I think you should turn into a ferret."
"Then you need to turn into a weasel."
Both boys glared at each other. "I'll do it, if you do." Ron said.
"Fine." Malfoy took out the book. "I hate this thing." He opened it to the page with the intructions of animagus. "This is way too advanced for our year."
"Actually if you think about it, it's really not. All you have to do is turn something into something else. We've been doing that for years." Ron said leaning on his hand.
"I'm not a something. I'm a someone."
"I know that, unfortunately. But it can't be really different."
"Lets think about this Weasel, person or thing. person or thing. I wonder, there's a huge difference."
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Both boys walked into Snape's office for their second detention together. Snape told them last night that they were going to be having detention away from them, but soon found out he was lying.
"Boys I need a few new supplies for tomorrow's class but don't want to personally go get them when I have two boys that can't stay out of trouble to do it to me." Snape's grin widened. Both boys swallowed hard. Draco who had always been on Snape's good side had never seen such behavior from his favorite teacher. "They are placed all over Hogwarts, in different places, classrooms and you have to go find them. Now since neither of you actually bothered to pay attention in class, you might need to take along a book to find all the things on my list." Snape handed them a list of items he needed. "Since it's late I have told the teachers that the two of you will be walking around the school looking for things and that you are not to get in trouble, however, if I find out that one of you ditched the other, you will find yourself here again."
Snape leaned in his chair. "Now leave." The boys turned around and walked off. Draco looked down at the list.
"First item is Wolfsbane."
"Where are we going to find that? I don't even know where to start. You know I think Snape had all the items and then hid them for us to find."
"Of course he did Weasel."
"Oh shut up, Malfoy." They walked around until they reached the 6th floor and were met by Peeves. He was throwing things at the boys and causing all the racket he possibly could. "We have found 6 out of 7 items, do you really think the last item is on this floor?" Ron asked.
"Think about it Weasley, we have found a different item on every floor, except this one. It makes sense for it to be on this floor. Come on we can just tell him I'll tell the Bloody Baron, considering he is my house's ghost."
"Fine." Ron began walking down the hall when he was splashed with a bucket of water. Malfoy began hysterically laughing. "Shut up, Malfoy. I want this over with and your not helping. Tell him."
"Fine Fine." He walked closer to Peeves. "Peeves move. Remember the Bloody Baron is my house ghost and don't think I won't be afraid to tell him about you. We are trying to finish our detention and you are in the way as of right now, and I don't think you want to have the Baron know that."
"Oh fine. I guess I can't have fun with you." Peeves floated away. Malfoy walked over to the room Peeves had just come out of.
"Found the last item. Let's go back to Snape and turn this in and go to our common rooms." Ron followed him down the stairs.
Draco walked into his common room. 'That was about as peaceful as it's ever going to get. Weasel and I barely spoke to each other tonight.' He climbed in bed. Draco laid there staring up at the ceiling. 'I can't believe that Weasley saw me naked and then we get paired up for Transfiguration, and detention with him all in one day. I spent way to much time with Weasel today.' He turned over.
Draco opened his eyes to find himself in the room again. He touched the green wall and stared at the rest of the room. Something shiny caught his eye in one of the corners. He walked over a picked it up. It was a small pin, he looked closely at it to see that there was a snake slithering around the body of a lion. And then it hit him. He turned around again, the red wall and the golden carpet were the colors of Gryffindor and the green wall and silver ceiling were Slytherin colors. 'That must mean that the person haunting my dreams is a Gryffindor.' He stared at the pin in his hand. 'I can't. No, there's no way it's a Gryffindor.'
"So unbelieving are we, my dear Draco." Draco turned to where the voice had just come from, but saw no one. He did see the figure in the dark on the other side of the room. "Your mind gives you sudden hints and you don't believe them?"
"Are you controlling my dreams?"
"No, you are. Your subconcious knows who I am, but is not quite willing to reveal me just yet. It wants to see if you can figure me out on your own."
"Could you give me hints?"
"Not tonight, Draco. Maybe tomorrow, if you good." The figure took a step foward. "Now turn." Draco did as he was told.
Draco felt the hands return to his shoulders and begin massaging as they did in the first dream. The hands worked their way down Draco's back. Draco released soft moans every time the hands touched a tender spot. The hands reached the small of his back and stopped. Draco groaned and leaned back into the body behind him. The arms welcomed him and wrapped around his upper body. "I will tell you that I am someone you know well."
"Someone I know well in Gryffidor...there's only a few I really know." He put his head on his captor's shoulder. "People like Potter, Granger, Longbottom and of course the Weasel's." His eyes closed. "How could it be any of those? Can you tell me if it's one of them?"
"It is." The captor said against Draco's lips. Their lips met in a sweet kiss. Draco deepened the kiss until he felt his captor's tongue running against the roof of his mouth and he knew he'd lost control. He relaxed further in the arms. Slowly the hands wandered up Draco's shirt again. "You have such a nice stomach to run my hands over."
"Gee thanks." Draco said sarcastically.
"It's a compliment, take it as one." The hands reached further up Draco's body and slipped the shirt over Draco's head. The hands began working on Draco's pants when Draco protested and moved away.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked shaking and trying to rebutton his pants.
"You have a beautiful body. Why hide it?"
"I don't know you."
"Have you not now spent three nights with me? And you still claim you don't know me? I'm hurt Draco, real hurt."
"If you tell me who you are."
"Well then I guess this is my cue to leave you for the night." Draco heard footsteps walking away.
"Wait, what do you..." Draco turned around to find himself alone again.
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