Pairing: Harry/ Hermione, Ron/ Luna, Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything I have.
Fanfic by: Tommi-Dragon/Wolf
My computer provided by: Bill Gates
Harry Potter made by: J.k. Rowling
Summery: Harry Potter has been the straightest man alive. He loves woman. Enter Draco, the graceful, charming and sweet boy that works at a local coffee shop. Harry becomes confused and after his break up with Hermione. Harry, soon comes to the coffee shop more than he should and falls head over heels.
I haven't really updated in a long time. But I'm getting back into it because school is ending soon and I'll have more time top update. I might be updating every other day. Please Review If you like the fic and flames will be tolerated and flamed right back in review response. If you read my other works, you'll notice my writing skills have improved greatly. Thank you for taking time out to read this fic.
Love, Tommi
The night was quiet. The sounds of crickets echoed, and the smell of the dew entered my nose. My name is Harry Potter, and I am not a normal boy. I'm a dreamer. I dream that there is a school for magical beings called Hogwarts. I am the savoir of the wizard world and I am this teen with angst and all sorts of distress. My life in real form is perfect… too perfect. I have a girl friend named Hermione. Her curly brown hair, glossy lips, and he brown eyes reflected my look. My messy and untamable jet black hair, and emerald green eyes. Although things are perfect… I feel like something is missing from my life. I watch Hermione sleep on my bed. She looked so much at peace I didn't have the heart to wake her up. I lifted myself off the windowsill and walked out of my room.
The dark of the night sent chills up my back. I watched as every shop closed for the night and I sighed. I wasn't going to find anything open at 1:00 am. I peered at the open sign of a coffee shop. Java Street in neon lights flashed into my eyes. I mind as well get a cup of coffee… I mean how much would it hurt me? I walked in with no questions and noticed the man that was serving coffee. He blonde hair reached his shoulders. He had two layers of hair the longer strand reached his shoulder and the shorted strands only reached to the neck and was tied into a neat ponytail. On one side of his head his long bangs left untouched and hung near the side of his face. He looked… beautiful. His silver eyes shimmered with cheerfulness and his lips etched his face into a smile. He grinned at me with his shiny pearly whites and I smiled back. I've never thought of this towards another guy. I am very confused. I took the stool that laid in front of the coffee bar and sat down.
"What can I help you on this majestic night?" The blonde haired man smiled at Harry.
"Can I get a Java cyclone?" Harry answered. His eyes roamed over the man's face then soon his chest.
"Name's Draco by the way but people call me Duck Mush." He chucked at Harry's face and went off to make the Java Cyclone.
"The Java Cyclone is the strongest brew here and I warn you might not get any sleep for the next day." Draco said warningly.
"It's all right, I mean who'd pass the chance to spend the night with Duck Mush." Harry wiggled his eyebrows and then stopped in disbelief. He didn't just say that to another man. 'I didn't just say that to another man'
"You never told me your name" Draco said, handing Harry, his coffee.
"Harry, just Harry" Harry grinned.
"What no last name? My name is Draco Malfoy. Fully glad to grace you with my presence. It's great you'd want to spend the night with me! I'd like to spend the night with you too." Draco said flirtingly. He smiled.
Harry's heart jumped several times before he spoke. He grinned at Draco and watched the boy talk. Then without thinking his mouth spoke.
"I'd sleep with you if I wasn't straight"
TBC-
What do you guys think? I know it's really short but this is only chapter one! . I'm trying to get away from the cliché of Harry/ Draco Malfoy fics. Which, is really hard because every thing has been made and originality is over rated.