A Dreamed Reality

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Dannigurl: This is my first shot at Harry Potter fanfic. I don’t really know a lot about Harry Potter or its characters so I’ll need some help from the readers. This story is about a budding relationship between Draco and Harry after a spell binds them. I started had this idea for a story for a while and I recently read a story that has the same idea essentially. I believe its called “Dreams of the Enemy” or something to that effect by Jinx. I’m sorry if I screwed the name up royally. Here goes nothing and the first chapter.

A DREAMED REALITY

“Hello Potter. Seems like once again you’ve forgotten that normal people actually wear clothes most of the time.” Draco smirked, pointedly letting his eyes roam Harry’s naked body. Eyes gazing longingly at the tanned, muscled chest, flat abdomen and oh so enticing jutting of Harry’s manhood. *Thank Merlin, that someone thought of creating Quidditch because it has done wonders for Harry’s slender form.*

“Oh,” Harry said, gazing at his nakedness as if just realizing that he was absolutely devoid of clothing. “I suppose I have forgotten. What are you going to do Malfoy? Are you going to stand there and gawk at me or are you going to do something about it?”

With a feral glint in his eye and his trademark smirk firmly in place, Draco pushed Harry onto a huge four poster bed with navy blue spreads, tumbling himself on top of Harry in a jumble of robes and bare, hot skin.

Draco pressed his lips roughly against Harry’s. Touching his tongue to Harry’s lips, seeking entrance. Harry willingly opened his mouth, allowing Draco to delve into its sweet depths, exploring, memorizing its caverns of heaven. Tongues battled fiercely each trying to overcome the other.

Harry mewled in protest and then gave a little shudder as Draco left his mouth to suckle briefly on the dark haired boy’s earlobe. Draco paused smiling a little, “Dare I say, that I have found your weak spot Potter?” Not waiting for an answer Draco blew softly on the wetness his saliva left on the other boy’s ear, watching as Harry squirmed restlessly beneath him.

Draco made his way leisurely down Harry’s body. Taking his time, memorizing each part of the boy’s body, learning what he liked done to him based on the groans, moans and continuous screaming of his dark haired lover. Draco continued suckling, nipping and kissing every visible inch and a few hidden ones. Draco took infinite care to “accidently” rub the silken material of his robes over Harry’s erection.

Harry was becoming impatient. He longed to touch Draco the same way he was being touched. But everytime he tried to use his hands, they were physically restrained above his head. Another groan escaped his red and swollen lips as the silk of Draco’s robe whispered across his cock seductively.

He bucked his hips up, trying to gain more of the delicious contact. “Draco, please. Take your clothes off…..you’re….t-torturing me.” Harry finished in a gasp. He closed his eyes and arched his back as Draco’s tongue circled his nipples. He felt the other boy nip and tease the left nipple into a hard little bud while rubbing the right one with his thumb and index finger.

Although he thoroughly enjoyed seeing Potter the way he was now, with his dark head thrown back against the navy blue background, his fingers leaving visible lines on the wooden headboard, his brilliant green eyes unfocused, wild with lust when he could keep them open, Draco was finding it hard to ignore his reaction to Harry.

Draco loved – liked, yes that’s the word, liked the soft purring sounds that Harry emitted when Draco was doing something that made him ache with need. Speaking of need, Draco felt slightly dizzy as all the blood that previously occupied his brain rushed straight to his dick.

Draco straddled Harry and grinned at the shocked look on the Golden Boy’s face. Draco hadn’t bothered to wear anything beneath his robe and knew Harry felt his formidable erection. He repositioned himself so that his cock and Harry’s touched and began a slow grind. He and Harry groaned simultaneously as the sensation got to them.

“Potter, do you want me?” Draco asked the boy beneath him as he continued his sensual dance of erection against erection. “I thought that would be painfully fucking obvious by now.” Harry bit out, reaching to pull Draco’s robe up. After taking Draco’s robe off, Harry tossed it aside and glorified the Slytherin’s body with his eyes.

The light emanating from the fireplace illuminated Draco’s smooth, pale skin. Harry looked at Draco’s fair hair skim his broad shoulders that held muscles gained from years of being a seeker. His chest was a shocking contrast to Harry’s darker one and was highlighted by pink nipples. His stomach was flat and beneath his skin was the subtle hint of muscle, with a faint trail of pale hair going toward the area that finally captured Harry’s attention.

“Potter pay attention. My eyes are up here,” Draco said as he gave a deliberately harder swirl on Harry’s hips, grunting slightly as he felt himself harden even more. “Do you know what I call us and what I would love to hear you say whenever you want me?”

“W-What Malfoy?”
“Dralion.”

“What the fuck is a dralion?” Harry asked confusion in his eyes evident.

“It’s us. A combination of a dragon and lion. You and me.” Draco looked at Harry as he said that. Knowing that it was not like a Malfoy to say something like that. He felt a surge of relief as Harry pulled him closer for another soul-searing kiss.

“So every time I want you all I have to say is Dralion?” Harry questioned.

“Yes.” Breathed Draco as he dropped kisses and bites along Harry’s neck.

“Okay Malfoy. Dralion. Dralion. Dralion.” Harry chanted and was pleasantly rewarded when he felt Draco’s hot breath over his dick. He had felt the first tentative lick when….

“Harry! Harry! It’s time to get up mate! We got Double Potions today and we don’t want Snape to get pissed off!” Ron said loudly just beyond the scarlet blinds.

“Sod off Ron” Harry mumbled trying desparately to go back to his dream. Ron was expecting such an answer and that’s why he came prepared. He hefted his load and dumped the pail of icy water onto the dark haired boy that was shifting further under the covers.

“Ahhh!!! What the fuck Ron? What did you do that for?” Harry snapped.

“I did that because we have Potions first and you know Snape will find any excuse to deduct house points.” Ron replied calmly, not surprised at Harry\'s foul mood. Harry had been even grouchier in the morning than usual but he had just shrugged it aside.

“Yea, yea. I’ll be there on time, don’t worry.” Ron snorted as he made his way to the common room to meet Hermione. Harry closed his eyes and tried to reclaim an image of Draco about to take him into his mouth. He groaned as he could almost feel Draco’s mouth licking him again. Softly murmuring Dralion, Harry promised himelf that he would get up in another five minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, Harry awoke with a start. “Shit! Shit! Shit.” Harry grumbled as he threw on him robes and opted out of taking a shower. *I’ll do that later* Running down to the common room and down the halls and finally he got into the dungeons.

Screeching to a halt in the front of his class, Harry paused to straighten his robes and entered the classroom. “Oh look who chose to grace us with his presence, the Great one himself Harry Potter. Mr. Malfoy how many house points would you suggest would be the appropriate amount for Mr. Potter’s tardiness?”

Harry’s eyes whipped to silverish gray eyes that danced with merriment and just a touch of mischievousness. He was startled at what he saw. He had never seen Draco’s eyes a light with anything other than scorn or hatred and felt a tentative smile creep onto his lips. His smile fell as he heard Draco’s respond, “How about a week of detention with me in charge Professor Snape?” Snape nodded his head in agreement. “I believe that would be fitting in this circumstance and a deduction of ten house points will suffice also.”

Harry opened his mouth to protest when he saw Draco wink and smile at him. *What the fuck was that?* Before Harry could analyze what he saw, Draco’s usual smirk was back in full force and his eyes held anticipation in its depths. “This’ll be a week that you will never forget Potter.” Mouthed Draco as Harry took his seat. *I can just imagine thought Harry sullenly.*


End of Chapter 1

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