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You Shine Brighter Than Anyone
Chapter 3

Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were all standing outside the train on Platform 9 and ¾ saying goodbye to the rest of the Weasley family. None of them could believe that the summer had passed so quickly and it was time to get back to studying and worrying about what houses shared their classes with them. The train conductor blew the warning whistle that signified the last five minutes to say goodbye to family members and quick hugs were shared and promises to be good were spoken. Finally the group headed onto the train to find a compartment.

Ron gave Ginny a scathing look as she sat down next to him in the compartment. "Shouldn't you be sitting with your boyfriend Dean?

Ginny winced at his words. This had been a sore subject between the two of them through out the summer. "I thought I'd spend some time with you since I won't see too much of you since you'll have prefect duty this year."

"Well maybe that wasn't the best idea," Ron said while glaring at Ginny. Looking sadly at Hermione and Harry she gathered her belongings and left the compartment. As the door slid closed Hermione hit Ron hard in the arm.

"Hey!" He said indignantly, "What was that for?" He rubbed his assaulted arm as Hermione gave him a dirty look.

"Ron, how could you do that to her! She just wanted to spend some time with you and you had to hurt her feelings by being rude!"

His hard look softened and he looked sadly at the compartment door as though willing Ginny to come back. Standing up, he ran a hand through his fiery hair.

"I guess I should go apologize. I just don't want her to get hurt, you know? She's my baby sister."

"I know Ron," Hermione said, "But you need to find a better way to show your concern! Besides, we have a prefects meeting in another compartment now so you'll have to wait to apologize until the feast."

She stood up as well and they both waved goodbye to Harry who was now left in the compartment by himself. Sighing, he leaned back into the seat to get comfortable. Maybe now would be a good time to catch up on the sleep he missed from his late night yesterday. Resting his head on the back of the seat he stared out the window and before he knew it he had drifted off.

A couple compartments down sat Draco Malfoy with his friends Blaise, Pansy, and Theodore. Unlike Harry's compartment, which never had a quiet moment when his friends were there, the compartment Draco was in was almost completely silent. Blaise was listening to music, Pansy was reading, and Theodore was sketching. Rather than engage in trifling conversation, each person preferred to speak with meaning. Draco had his forehead pressed against the cool glass and was observing the tranquil countryside that passed by when a hand tapped his shoulder.

"Hey, we've all got to go to the prefects meeting. You'll be okay by yourself?" It was Blaise, Draco's best friend and emotion confidant.

Looking away from the view outside, Draco nodded his head. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I guess I'll see you at the feast then?"

Blaise gave Draco the thumbs up sign and then proceeded to the meeting with Pansy and Theodore close behind. Draco turned his attention back towards the scene outside the window for a bit before deciding to wander about the train and perhaps find someone to sit with. Every compartment that he looked at was full until he went to one only a couple compartments down. Preparing to sneer if this was yet another full compartment he stuck his head in. Surprised to see that there was only one person inside he stepped in and looked at his new compartment mate.

The boy had his whole body tilted towards the window and his limp body as well as the deep, rhythmic breathing suggested that he was asleep. Draco, figuring that this sleeping wizard was better than no one, sat down on the seat across from him. Only then did he realize just who he was sharing a compartment with.

"Bloody hell," Draco said softly. It was none other than Harry Potter, the Golden Boy, the fucking Boy Who Lived, and he was just sitting by himself, no Weasley or Mudblood constantly doting over him or filling his head with their useless chatter. Deciding to move on to a different compartment, Draco stood up and headed towards sliding door of the compartment. It was then that he thought he heard a noise.

He paused, listened intently, and when he heard nothing he continued towards the doors. That's when he heard it again. Yes, he was definitely hearing something. Turning around slowly, Draco looked at Harry. He was no longer facing the window but instead was spread eagled on the seat with a look of rapture on his face. His full lips were in the shape of an 'o'. This was the source of the noise Draco had heard.

Harry squirmed in his seat before the noise came again. "Oh!' It was only one word, but suddenly Draco felt his face flush and the feeling that he shouldn't be seeing this came upon him. "Ohhhhh!' The noise was louder now and Draco found himself glancing at the door as though someone would come to their compartment and find him in this situation. Not wanting to have that happen, Draco did the only thing he could think of.

"Potter! Potter, wake up!" When the boy continued to moan and his volume increased Draco placed a hand on Harry's shoulders and shook him firmly. "Wake up! I absolutely refuse to be found here with you when you're having a wet dream. Get up now!" As though to punctuate this sentence Draco shook Harry once more, violently. At this Harry's eyes fluttered open and upon seeing Draco he immediately brought his wand out of his pocket, pointing it at the other boy.

"What the fuck are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry asked as his eyes went between Draco and the rest of the compartment as though wondering why he was alone with his second greatest enemy.

Draco's face took on his signature sneer. "Well, excuse me for trying to stop you from moaning loud enough to alert the whole train of your fantasies!" As he said this he used a hand to gesture to Harry's pants where a problem was very evident.

Harry hadn't noticed this until now. A deep blush danced across his cheeks as he shifted his legs in an attempt to conceal his raging hard on. His dream had been an incredible one. Harry had been in a bed of black down comforters and Egyptian cotton sheets. It was dark in the room and a man had come. The man didn't speak and Harry wasn't able to see his face, but he felt as though he knew him. In the dream Harry hadn't been scared as he knew he should have been, but expectant. The man had gracefully climbed into bed with him and kissed his way down his body. When he got to Harry's member he engulfed it with his warm mouth, making Harry arch off the bed and... Harry shook his head and came back to reality. Reliving his dream wasn't going to help get his erection down.

He opened his mouth again to berate Draco but instead was thrown onto him as the train came to a sudden stop. They had reached Hogwarts. Harry picked himself up off of Draco and stood, brushing imaginary dust off of his shirt. Stepping over Draco he exited the compartment and left the train, heading for the carriages that would take him to the school.

"And here I thought I this year was going to have a good beginning," Harry muttered to himself as climbed into the nearest empty carriage. Back on the train a very befuddled Draco Malfoy was thinking the exact same thing himself.

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