Love Me Just a Little Bit More

Love me just a little bit more:

totally hooked on you

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There is something that I see,

In the way you look at me,

There's a smile,

There's a truth,

In your eyes,

What an unexpected way,

On this unexpected day,

Could it be this is where I belong,

It is you I have loved all along...

[Dana Glover; Shrek]

It was sunday evening and Harry, Ron and Seamus had placed themselves comfortably near the fireplace, while making their Herbology assignments. Harry noticed how giggly Ron and Seamus had been all evening and he looked therefore suspiciously at the two of them, while writing down how much earth was needed for a Beetlejuice Tree to grow.

"Ron, have you done your Potions Essay yet?" Harry asked the redhead.

"No," Ron said, while glancing at Seamus who laughed like a mad hyena after Harry had mentioned the subject Potions.

Harry stood up, placed his hands firmly on his waist and looked at the two fiercefully. "Now, you both must tell me! What the hell is going on? You two have been giggling and laughing all evening like girls!"

Ron and Seamus looked at each other and suddenly started both talking.

"Stop! One at a time please!"

Seamus nudged Ron with his hand. Ron sighed. "Okay then, I'll tell him already! Well, Harry, the thing is... that... well..."

"WHAT! What is the thing? Ron, quit it, you're making me nervous!" Harry shouted.

Seamus stepped forward. "Then I'll tell you Harry. Ron and I have been... like 'together' for a while."

Harry looked at Ron and Seamus as if he just saw Snape kissing Dumbledore. "Together- Together?"

"Yes," Ron nodded," Together."

"As in BOYFRIENDS? As in love? As in ... sex?," Harry asked again.

"Yes Harry, and yes and yes."

Harry seemed to cool down. "Oh, right. Nice for you."

If Ron and Seamus were gay, maybe his gayness would be less 'shocking'? If they could have a nice relationship.. Maybe he and... NO!

"Aren't you bothered, Harry?"

"No, no, not at all. I just never imagined the two of you together, that's all!" Harry said. "But what happened to your relationship with Lavender, Ron?"

Ron grinned. "Nothing. I was never seeing Lavender at all, she just covered up for my dissapearances to the Astromony Tower with a totally different person!"

Seamus smiled. Harry laughed. He was happy for his friends, at least they got a sweet boyfriend.

Harry was sleeping in his bed. He knew tomorrow he had to go to classes again. And on monday's Gryffindor always had double Potions... with Slytherin. Harry looked at his curtains dreamily. Suddenly he heared a faint tap on his door. Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville were all fast asleep, he was the only one hearing it. The door opened slowly. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. An angel walked trough the door. He stopped for a moment, smiling at Harry sweetly and then he walked towards Harry's bed, grabbed the sheets, opened them and slid himself next to Harry in his bed. This angel, this golden angel, with smooth skin, silkish hair and vanilla smell, he made Harry feel feverish. A pure and true Draco Malfoy angel was laying in his arms. He felt words weren't at their place at this moment. He just snuggled himself against his precious Draco, feeling him breathing, and kissed him softly on his lips. They fell asleep against each other, as close as they could ever be.

Harry woke up with a happy loved feeling. But as soon as he felt there was nobody next to him, sleeping, his heart sank. It had felt so real, last night, he could still taste Draco's soft lips on his. Harry sighed. I truly HATE dreaming! He stood up, walked to the showers to wash away his dreamish feelings.

"Harry!" Harry Potter slowly opened his eyes.

"Harry! We're almost late for Potions..!" Ron pulled Harry up and guided him out of the dorm.

"Huh?" Harry was thinking wat happened. Oh yes, I was awake so early, I decided to lay down a little. I must have fallen asleep again.

"Snape will kill us, if we're too late!," Ron said very helpfully. Helpfull wasn't the case at all. Harry had trouble with walking, running even more. He was just soo stressed. What would Draco say? What would he do? And now Ron adding that he and Harry would probably die really soon, wasn't improving Harry getting a little less stressed.

And there, finally, as in a dream [dream? dream? am I dreaming again?] the Potions dungeon appeared. Ron and Harry ran in, as quickly as possible. Too quickly, realised Harry, but a little too late. He had run into someone.

"Sorry," he muttered and while trying getting up from the ground, a hand was stretched out helpfully. Harry took the hand, but what he didn't see was that he had bumped into nobody less than Draco and it was his hand he was holding right now.

"Oh... oh... Drac- Malfoy... Thanks." Harry stuttered, feeling his cheeks flush as red as the Gryffindor Quidditch robes.

"MALFOY! Get your filty hands off Harry!" Ron suddenly shouted, walking towards Harry.

"Ron, it's all right." Harry, realising he was still holding Draco's hand, stepped back and wanted to walk to his table.

But then, Draco grabbed Harry's arm and he softly whispered in Harry ear: "Nice kiss, last night."

Harry swallowed. WHAT? Draco looked at him, as if he expected a response.

"Well, Potter! Shouldn't you have been at your place for a few minutes?" Snape's sharp voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes, professor," said Harry and he waggled [Draco Malfoy thinks I kiss nice!!!] to his table.

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Author's Note:

Third chapter this was. I hope you're not annoyed by the songtext lyrics here and there. It's just sometimes that such a song inspires me to a chapter.

Just for the explanation: Harry did not dream his encounter with Malfoy. It really happened, but it was a dream-like experience for both of them. (Because Draco with his sane mind would never crawl into Harry's bed after one kiss on his cheek.)

So, I hope you enjoyed it and please review for me. I'll give you ice-cream. You can pick: banana or pistache. :)