La.Petite.Sorciere: Okay. My other story was a bust. So instead I'm going to write my Harry Potter story! grin I did have one done before my computer crashed...but now I can't find it.

A/N: This is a story between my friend Emily and I that we did in English Class. It was done around Halloween time, so it is a bit wierd. Plus, we had English at 7:30 in the morning. Expect the unexpeted.

There will be maybe 2/3 chapters. Depens on how much of this I can remember.

Chapter.One

Draco woke up pressed up next to a warm and very comfortable body. Warm blankets were smothering him into a deeper sleep even as his mind was trying to get up. Groggly, without opening his eyes, he wrapped his arm around the body next to him, finding it quite muscular. A voice next to him told him to wake up. Flicking his hand, as if to dismiss the person, he gasped as the warthm of the heavy blankets were suddenly removed. Finally opening his eyes, his mouth dropped open as he realized who was with him. His own grey eyes met with Harry Potter's brilliant green ones.

"How-what-where-" Malfoy couldn't deside what question to ask him. "WHY THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU IN MY BED!" He finally screamed and yanked the covers back from Harry to cover himself.

"Tsk, tsk. Malfoy. You really should take a look at your surroundings before you ask who is in whom's bed." Harry sat up onto his heels and watched as the blonde boy did just that.

Hangings of scarlet and gold hung around, as were the blankets the same Gryfindor colors. Draco was almost positive that if he stuck his head outside of the drapings, he'd be in the boys' dormitory in the bloody Gryfindor tower. Takinga deep breath, as if the calm himself, Malfoy clenched his teeth together and asked in a more civilized tone of voice. "Now Potter,how did I get to be in your bed." He took another look around as if he himself couldn't take hold of it.

Harry chuckled. "Why, Malfoy. You came in willingly."

"I most certainly did not."

"Oh, yes. You did." A flash of thebright green eyes. "Ask anyone from the ball. They were quite surprized themselves."

"The b-WHAT?"

Again, Harry 'tsked' him. "Do you not remember? And please shut up before you wake everyone else up in the room."

...Too Late.

"'Arry? Are you up?" Ron's sleep-infested voice called out from his own four poster.

"Yup." Harry answered calmly, clamping a hand over Malfoy's mouth.

"Ahh, what time is it?" Seamus asked, just as groggy.

"Six o'clock." Malfoy started to pull away at his hand.

"In the morning?" Disbelief was heard in everyone's voice.

"Yes." Malfoy started to gnaw on the palm of Harry's hand.

"I'm going back to bed." The sound of rustling sheets is heard.

Harry finally moved his hand away from Draco's mouth.

"FINALLY! Cut off my AIR SUPPLY already." Malfoy folded his arms crossly.

One more time. "'Arry? What's making that noise?" This time, it's Neville.

"Nothing. Just a ferret." "He's still here? Tell 'im to go back to slytherine."

Harry recieved a knock to the side of his head. "Just a ferret huh?"

Harry looked him over. "Yup. Just like a ferret. And I suggest you take Neville's advice to go back to Slytherin. Classes will start soon."

The blonde boy shot a glare at the boy who lived. "Clothes."

"Well, unless you want to wear Gryfindor colors - which I'm sure that your buddies in the basement will love - you go nude. You shedded your clothes before we even got you up here."

With a stare, Malfoy wrapped a blanket around him, and stalked out with only one thought in his head. What the hell did I do last night?


La.Petite.Sorciere: Ahahaha. More will come. But really, what did happen to poor little Draco. And how did they get him to go to Harry's bed?

Draco: Can't you just tell us?

Harry: :hits Draco on the back of the head: That would ruin the surprise. And it's your fault for not remembering.

La.Petite.Sorciere: Ze next chapter will be up with 5 reviews. Please and thank you!