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Avenue Q series

By: lildove42
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 12
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Fantasies

Avenue Q Series
Title: Fantasies Come True
Author: lildove42
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: H/D
Length: 321 words
Summary: Sometime during the war, near the beginning probably. Just like the title says, only not exactly.
Disclaimer: So the characters belong to JK Rowling and the series is based on the songs from the musical Avenue Q.


Harry walked into his room and glanced over at the body huddled under the covers of the other bed. He turned down the blanket of his own bed, thinking that it was nice to have company at night, even if it was Malfoy.

“Pssst. Malfoy, you awake?” he whispered.

“I don’t wanna go to Divination today,” Malfoy whined, obviously talking in his sleep.

Harry rolled his eyes.

“Make that house elf wear the pink robes!”

He went over to shake Malfoy awake, willing to endure verbal abuse if it meant some company.

“Don’t feed the ferret to the hippogriff!”

Shaking with silent giggles, Harry’s hand was ghosting over Draco’s shoulder when the next words uttecauscaused his breath to hitch and his hand to jerk away.

“I love you, Harry...”

“What?” he voiced as quietly as he could.

“I love your little ass…”

Could it be true? Could Draco Malfoy really feel that way? About him? “Draco, are you awake?”

“Take off your robes.”

Harry blushed as he slowly felt his lips pull upwards until he found elf elf grinning wistfully. “It’s what I always dreamed of. Who knew fantasies could come true. Oh, Draco, I’m so glad you feel that way. Think of all the time we’ve wasted!”

“You look like David Hasselhoff.”

“Who knew all this time that what I’ve dreamed of was meant to be. We can be together now.” Harry returned to his own bed and lay down and closed his eyes, trying to take everything in.

“Harry? Are you alright? You were talking in your sleep.”

His eyes snapped open to find Draco looming over him.

“No, you were talking in your sleep,” Harry started.

The blond interrupted him. “No, I just came to bed. You must have been dreaming. It sounded like a pretty good dream though.”

“It was,” Harry whispered as he flushed and turned his back on the Slytherin.

“Well, good night, Potter.”

“Good night…Draco.”
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