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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Draco_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Sexual_Content, Mystery, Suspense
  Collections:
      HPFandom
  Stats:
      Published: 2007-05-14 Words: 628
****** Vivid Dreams ******
by ZannaRay [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Harry is having a very vivid fantasy one night in the Gryffindor
     dorm.
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
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     profile.
Disclaimer: These characters are not my own unfortunately, and never will be. I
am just playing with them for the time being. They belong to JK Rowling, and
whoever she decides to give them to.
Authors notes: please review, this is the first time I have done somthing like
this, and would appreciate reviews, and criticism. Zanna x
Harry was fantasizing about someone again, lying in his bed in the Gryffindor
Dorms. Seamus, snoring loudly across the dorm as usual, had obviously forgotten
his silencing charm. Harry smiled lazily and cast his own ‘silencio’, to ensure
any voluntary or involuntary noises did not escape the confines of the
draperies.
He settled down comfortably, resting his head against the soft downy pillows,
taking his shaft in his right hand, coaxing it into life with subtle movements,
as he freed it from its prison, as it hardened. Closing his eyes he moaned
softly, spreading his precum over the head of his cock.
He heard a rustle of fabric and opened his green eyes to see a blond appear
through the curtains, lazily cast a charm and the curtain, and approach.
“Malfoy” Harry breathed almost inaudibly, lust blatant in his voice and
smoldering gaze. Malfoy climbed onto the bed, and straddled Harry's’ legs, just
below the knees. He removed Harry's’ hand from the glistening cock, and
replaced it with his own. Stretching the foreskin, Malfoy bent forwards to
taste the salty head. Harry's’ eyes widened, and he writhed underneath the
strong lithe body.
Malfoy smiled and began to stroke the hard member, and seeing Harry's’ eyes
glaze over, wrapped his hand around the cock and moved it up and down rapidly,
with almost a sense of urgency. Harry groaned at the pleasure and screwed his
eyes shut.
Suddenly, he felt warmth spread through his groin, as hot wetness engulfed the
tender head. As Harry's’ emerald eyes flew open astounded and astonished, the
mouth increased the suction, and Harry grabbed the bed to steady himself.
Malfoy licked up and down the thick shaft, swirling his tongue over every inch
of the throbbing flesh. He rolled Harry's’ balls between his fingers, and
reveled in the reaction.
Harry writhed, “Draco… oh Draco… Gods… Don’t stop…” he trailed off from almost
screaming to a whisper, whimpering at the sensations he was experiencing.
Malfoy did not look up, or stir from his position; instead he amplified the
pressure, nipping at the top of the sensitive prick.
“Ahhhhhhh, Draco!” Harry cried, and shuddered as he spilt his seed into the
expectant mouth of the blond. Malfoy worked easily, swallowing the pearly
fluid, and lapping up any remains, every last drop. Spying a small sample that
had escaped, Malfoy licked a trail up the underside of the hot flaccid member,
tucking it back into the red boxers, before planting a chaste kiss on the plump
lips of the Boy-Who-Lived.
Malfoy released the charm on the curtains, and crept back through them with
barely a whisper, and no sound of retreating footsteps…
*-*-*-*
Harry woke up the next morning with a huge grin on his face, remembering his
fabulous dream from the night before. Dressing in the compulsory robes, he
traipsed down to breakfast, oblivious to Ron and Hermione's’ chattering. They
walked into the Great Hall side by side, just as Malfoy and his posse were
leaving. Harry's’ breathed hitched as the boy sauntered past.
Malfoy leaned in and sneered quietly, “Any vivid dreams last night Potter?”
before winking subtly, and licking his lips. As soon as he had arrived, he was
gone, striding off, flanked by Crabbe, and Goyle, his trusty minions.
Harry turned red to the roots of his hair as he recalled the previous night.
His eyes opened wide and he steadied himself against Hermione.
“Shit…”
*Fini*
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