Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter stories, I am just borrowin the characters. This is a work of pure (fan)fiction and will gain me no browny points unless there are others out there wierd enough to like what I am writing grins

I would like to say that I don't want to kill off any characters - they may change, but they won't die...

And this is an emergency request for my Muse to get his butt back here and help me write this...

On with the show...

Pretty lights, petty minds

We walked, hand in hand, down the corridor towards the Great Hall, both silent, minds quiescent.

As we neared the hall I could hear voices around me, they all sounded so curious as we walked along. The part of my brain which was still switched on was nagging at me to start thinking. I started thinking, frowning hard.

Draco...

Yes Harry? I heard the words in my mind, soft and relaxing.

I think there's something wrong. I'm forgetting something important and I don't know what it is... My mind worried at it until an answer landed in my head. Oh Shit...to everyone in this room, we're enemies and we just walked in holding hands! Malfoy, what do we do? I looked at him in mute appeal and dumb-struck horror, trying to free my hand and run, to run anywhere away from all those hostile faces...

Draco thought quickly. What's that strange muggle thing, Foolish day? You know the one I mean...

I stood, helpless for a moment, then it dawned on me what he meant. April Fool's day...brilliant! So, either you cast a spell on me to humiliate me, or we're fooling the whole school? I know which I'd prefer, and which would be least likely to get you killed...

Draco looked at me in confusion. You'd rather be humiliated!

No! I laughed at him. I'd rather we pulled off the hoax so that your reputation isn't tarnished.

But...why would you do that for me? Draco cocked his head slightly to one side, fringe falling over his eyes so that silver glinted through the white-blonde hair.

I err... I stuttered a little. Well. It's not like I have a reputation with girls to be tarnished... I looked away for a moment, then felt soft fingers gently pull my chin round so I had to meet those mirrored eyes.

Well...let's give the busybodies something to gossip about, shall we?said Draco quietly as he leaned towards me and so softly pressed his lips to mine, before flicking his tongue out, wetting my bottom lip, making me gasp, my eyes fluttering closed...

Draco... I whispered in my mind.

Oh god Harry...I need you so badly...Came the anguished reply from Draco as we melted into each other, lost in our embrace and completely unaware of the catcalls and shocked whispers from the fifty or so people who'd made it to breakfast.

Draco... It seemed that all I could manage was to repeat his name softly as we kissed - it seemed I needed him as much as he needed me. I let my hands slide around his back, one hand running upwards until it was buried in all that soft, long hair. I could feel his arms wrap around me, his body pressed in one hot line against mine. The heat built up between us until it felt as if we really were melting into each other, and I could see light through my closed eyes.

Huh? We thought at the same time. What's that light? Again, the though came from both of us simultaneously as the light exploded in a wash of the palest gold, flooding the great hall with its power, and knocking over the pupils, scattering breakfasts to the four winds. We floated gently to the ground, and into oblivion.


Ok, seriously short - written at work when I should be doing something constructive, like listening to my customers.

Hah. Anyway. The farce (deliberate mistake there before you pedants complain) is strong in this one. -breathes heavily into an empty coffee-cup-

Hmm. I think I need to calm down! I shall hopefully be writing a bit more of this, since I seem to be having ideas for possible plot - this is one of my worst problems - the story happens and I don't plan it, so sometimes it goes off on one as I desperately clutch at it, trying to bring it back to some semblance of being a proper story. It's an odd one though, so please review and tell me how much you hate it/wish I'd go back to writing pwp...

I appreciate you lot...remember that, ne!