Title: Nightmare Visits
Author: TwilightKitsune1-REBORN
Word count: 750
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: K+ (if I decide to continue this story it WILL go up)
Challenge: The Christmas challenge on an LJ community called hd_seasons. Advent calendar, The nightmare before Christmas.
Summary: Harry has a little dream, or rather nightmare, that has to do with a certain Dark Lord...
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, places, etc. found from the Harry Potter universe. Also I'm broke so please don't sue, all this is is a story for a bit of fun, not profit :D
Warnings: One-Shot, AU, OOC-ness
Notes: This is a prompt from hd_seasons. This story and I meant to go in a totally different direction... I feel like I've done a story like this before... but not... It gets my plotbunnies all hyper and thinking and wanting to keep going, so I threw in a quick end so I didn't make this bad boy too long. I may make more to this after the holidays when I have more time or working on other projects. I hope you guys like this story though!
Nightmare Visits
A sickly white hand seemed as though it came from the shadows, a wand pointed straight at his chest. "Do you think you can escape from me Potter? Do you think you'll ever be free of this?" A voice whispered as a white face appeared in front of him. Harry knew it well as its lipless mouth smiled a smile that never reached his eyes. "I'll always be here Potter, with you. Always with you. You can't escape me."
Harry felt his body beginning to back away from the form in shadow as it drew nearer to him, mocking him, taunting him of his lack in skills to defeat him. His words piercing Harry's heart as he feared each syllable to be true. Harry felt his body shake, his head violently thrashing back and forth as he tried to deny him, tried to open his mouth for a scream that would not come. "No! I beat you; I died to kill you—"
"Yet here I stand." Voldemort finally said as he laughed full out, his red eyes blood thirsty. "I'll always be here waiting for you Potter. It will always be the two of us, alone in the dark."
"Harry" a muffled voice was calling him from somewhere far off.
"You can't escape me Potter! I'll have you and you will suffer for all you've done... Look." Voldemort said in a soft voice pointing at Harry's hand. Looking down Harry saw his wand clasp tightly there, shaking, and Cedric's dead body lay at Harry's feet. "See what you have done, see what you have become." Voldemort said in a calm, nearly soothing voice as though calling Harry. "I'll help you."
Slowly, as Harry looked at Cedric's dead body it changed to Sirius'. "So many... Died because of me." And then it changed again this time to Dumbledore, and then Lupin, and finally to Severus. "Because of me..."
"Yes I know. As if you killed them yourself." Voldemort said, silently moving closer. "Stay here Harry, stay here with me and you won't have to go on like this anymore."
"But... The others."
"Blast it Harry!Wake your lazy arse up!" That voice again... It seemed so familiar but...
"Ignore their calls Harry. You and I, we've done enough fighting. Why don't we become brothers?"
"But... You killed."
"So did you!" Voldemort said, his patience reaching its end. "Join me Potter and you won't have to suffer anymore!"
"no." Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper but that was all he needed to feel his strength again. The dead forms that had lain at his feet vanished in an instant. "They may have died for me but I wasn't the one holding the wand or giving the order's Voldemort, you were. I'd never join you or give into your lies!"
As Harry spoke it seemed as though Voldemort faded back into the shadows, his face contorted in rage. "You think you've won?" was the last thing he whispered in Harry's mind as Harry's eyes snapped open and he shot straight up and straight into Draco's arms.
"Bloody hell Harry!" Draco cursed as he tightened his hold on the shaking form of Harry before he could pull away.
"I heard you calling me." Harry mumbled into Draco's shoulder where he found himself burring his head.
Draco smiled at Harry as his hand combed through Harry's hair. "I was. You screamed Harry, I've never heard you scream before and you screamed. You were tossing and thrashing your head about like you were in a fit. I called you but nothing happened, I shook you and you turned away. I got scared."
"I did too." Harry admitted as he could just cling to Draco. "But it was only a dream."
"Of what?"
"...I'll tell you in the morning." Harry said as he looked at the worried face of Draco beside him in their bed. Yes, it had only been a dream, Harry would keep telling himself that because nothing was going to change his mind unless Voldemort crawled out of his grave and started doing Christmas carols for all the good boys and girls. Smiling Harry leaned in to Draco, "We still have this house to ourselves until tomorrow for the Christmas party Draco. How about I get my mind off this dream stuff with your help... I mean you did hear me scream so, fair is fair." Harry whispered with a wicked smile before he pounced on Draco not waiting for his reply.
The End