Rating:
R
House:
Riddikulus
Genres:
Humor Romance
Era:
Multiple Eras
Stats:
Published: 02/14/2003
Updated: 02/14/2003
Words: 582
Chapters: 1
Hits: 858

Inside The Dreams of Hogwarts Students!

Jessica

Story Summary:
Inside The Dreams of Hogwarts Students! ``Ever wanted to see inside the dreams of Hogwarts students? Well now you can! Includes Harry, Ron, and a... mudpit? Ohh, someone's got a sick fantasy! *SLASH*

Chapter 01

Chapter Summary:
Inside The Dreams of Hogwarts Students! Ever wanted to see inside the dreams of Hogwarts students? Well now you can! Includes Harry, Ron, and a...mudpit? Ohh, someone's got a sick fantasy! *SLASH*
Posted:
02/14/2003
Hits:
858
Author's Note:
I am lacking a beta so if anyone wants the job it's yours! Thanks for reading, even if it is crappy(which it probably is) and please review... constructive criticism is welcome, flames are not! (Rated R for some sexual innuendo, just to be safe.)


Ever wonder about what the students of Hogwarts dream about at night? Well you are about to get your answer. I have discovered a way to see into the subconscious minds of all the students at Hogwarts. We are going to have so much fun! Dreams reveal people's darkest secrets, their worst fears, their deepest passions. Well let's get started shall we? Oh, and one more thing, you won't know whose dream it is until the end. That will make it more fun don't you think?

She was sitting in the common room, waiting for him to appear. Why was he always so late? She began to get testy, until... oh god! How does he manage to always look so sexy, even in the middle of the night? Harry smiled seductively at her. Pretending to be angry with him, she turned away, staring at the blazing flames. He knew her tricks though, and he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She couldn't resist him, and he knew it. She melted into his arms, and he began slowly kissing her neck, running his hands through her hair. They collapsed on the couch, and she began to moan softly.

"Oh Harry..." she whispered. Suddenly, he stopped. She turned around, confused, and saw the one person she wanted to see least in the world right now. He looked angrily back and forth between their two guilty faces. Looking like a discolored mandrake, Ron began to shout.

"Harry! How could you?! You know how much she meant to me! And you!" he said turning to face her, "I thought we had something special! How could you do this!? With my best friend no less!" He turned towards Harry, fists clenched. He violently pushed Harry into a mud pit that had just appeared behind him. (AN-Ah, the magic of strategically placed plot holes! Although this is a dream...) They began to fight in the mud, screaming and clawing, like girls.

"She is mine!" they both were shouting back and forth.

"Mine, you bitch!" Harry tore Ron's shirt, while Ron yanked Harry's hair. Harry slapped Ron and slipped in the mud, landing on top of Ron. They stopped fighting, looked at each other, paused, seemed to make a decision, and began to passionately tear each others' clothes off.

Harry looked into Rons' eyes and said, "Remember in fourth year, after the lake?" and they began to kiss madly, groping and moaning.

They looked up at her expectantly, the looks on her faces clearly told her they thought she was insane for not jumping in earlier, come on, there were two male best friends groping each other in a mud pit!

"Get your ass in here!" they called. They began to censor censor censor.........

"Ms. Patil! Ms Patil!" Professor Binns was yelling, "I have just asked you a question! And why were you giggling like that? I really hope you don't think the execution of Goblin revolutionists is funny!"

Parvati blushed a violent shade of red. She snuck a glance over at Ron and Harry who were whispering and laughing. Harry slapped Ron's arm and they began to tickle each other. Ron screamed like a five year-old girl and punched Harry, all the while glancing over at Parvati and smirking. (AN-Wonder what's going on there?)

"Hmmm," she thought to herself, returning to her reverie, "That one was a lot like the dream I had about the Yule Ball, except less fighting, more...." She laughed inwardly.