A/N: I am so sorry i havent updated. fan fiction wouldn't let me which i was rather annoyed about. But here it is the 3rd chapter

Summery: Harry is plagued by dreams every night. But they are not the ones that repel him from his bed.

Couplings: HP/DM

Disclaimer: I sadly own nothing except the storyline.

Chapter 3

"Fuck!" Harry scrambled to find something to cover himself and his erection with. There was nothing. Looking around in panic he shook his head and stepped into the shower. Turning on the water, he turned it to scolding. Just how he liked it.

"I'm in the shower!" He called as Hermione entered his chambers. She was dressed in her warm pajamas and her hair tied back. Which rather suited her, Harry thought the many times they had been talking before they had gone to bed. She never slept with her hair down anymore. Hermione, stood in the bathroom door way. Harry didn't mind that. The shower doors were enchanted to not show in past a certain level.

"I was walking from my detention with Snape. Me detention?! Anyway, I bumped into Malfoy and as he walked away, throwing his usual jibes at me, this fell out of his pocket." In her hand Harry saw a piece of parchment. He couldn't make out the words as the glass became covered in water droplets and clouding from the humidity. Thankfully for Harry as well, his throbbing member had given up torturing him and had softened somewhat.

"What does it say?" He asked letting the water run down his face, and down his strapping body. That was all thanks to Quidditch, though he was still scrawny compared to some. Malfoy. The mere thought of that name made tremors through his body. He growled quietly in irritation.

"Somnio – To Dream. It's like… a spell. To transport the speaker into someone's dream. To control it I think. It was used during the first war to scare people into following the Dark Lord." Harry became very still under the water. Trickles ran down his body, and the water began to scold his shoulders. But he stood thinking. Transport into a dream? But why would Malfoy…

"Hermione?" She had now placed herself on the floor cross legged. This would be odd, a girl sitting in the bathroom while their best friend showered. But they knew where they stood with each other. Hermione looked over to Harry's face. "This spell… does it make the dream seem like… it's actually happening. I mean like when the victim wakes, do they still feel everything that has happened?"

Though she read constantly on wizards, Hogwarts, spells and such, he was glad. All the times they had gotten into trouble, who was it that helped get him out of those situations with spells? And who was it that stayed up with him till early mornings helping him with essays on stupid facts on Hogwarts? A smile teased her lips.

"Yes. It all actually happens. I read about it a couple of weeks ago when we were researching the history of the war. It all takes place in a dream, but the victim feels everything happening to them. It's complicated to explain." She bit her lip trying to think of another way to explain it to him. Harry leaned out and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist.

"Basically, the performer takes over the victims' subconscious and controls it, placing them in it. But everything physical that happens in it actually happens to the victims. People have seen a Deatheater in their dream, and cut their arm. They wake the next morning and find the cut there. As real as ever." Harry gulped as Hermione's gaze returned back to the paper in her hand.

"I just don't see why he would want this spell? We know he isn't working for the Dark Lord!" She huffed staring frustrated at the paper. Harry slanted over the sink, staring into the mirror at his mirror image.

"I know why he has it…"

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"Are you sure Harry?" Hermione lent over to whisper to Harry as the sat for breakfast. Nodding Harry looked up at Malfoy. He and Hermione had discussed everything as they sat in Harry's bathroom. Malfoy had his gaze on Harry, and this time Harry didn't look away.

"I am sure. For the past two nights he has done it. Teased me, tortured me and leaves me wanting more. I want to know what his game is" He spoke back to her and watched Malfoy give him a sneer before raising from the Slytherin table and storm stomp out of the Great Hall, causing a few heads to veer, watching him leave.

Harry watched, and even after Malfoy was out of sight, he continued to stare. Hermione sighed as Harry stood and followed suit after Malfoy, taking the parchment with him.

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"Stupid bloody Potter" steamed a hot headed Draco Malfoy as he sat on the stairs leading to the dungeons. Since his knock with Hermione the previous night, Draco had been in a foul mood. First, he had found a tear in his favorite jacket, and then had misplaced the parchment with his playful spell on. Not that he needed it, but if someone found it, he would be in deep trouble. He had searched all over his Prefect Bedroom for it, not able to find it anywhere. To calm him down he had visited Potter's dream again. The spell only worked when the recipient was asleep. And my, did Potter sleep at the best of times, thought Draco, seeing the other naked, and fast asleep over the sink. It had taken all his strength to not take him like he wanted too. That perfectly shaped body before him made him hard with excitement. But he had to keep himself controlled.

But today, in the Great Hall. He knew from Potter's stare, that he knew. And it enraged him. How could he have been so stupid, letting himself take that stupid paper out of his room!

"I bet it was that stupid mudblood!" He snarled at himself, just as a shadow was cast over him. Draco didn't need to look up to know who it was. Harry threw the parchment at him.

"You dropped this yesterday while you were running after those stupid Billywigs" he spat at him. As Harry walked away to the Gryffindor tower, Malfoy unrolled the parchment that had landed in his hands. On it was written his spell, but as he read down, he noticed something had been added to it.

Come into my dream again, and I will spread this dirty secret to the rest of your house

Do you really think that will stop him?

Anyay sorry its short, I will be writing longer chapters soon. And thank you for all that have written reviews