~Draco~

It's been a week since I had that strange experience, but I've pushed it aside and nothings happened since.

I was sitting in the lounge when I felt something It was like someone was pressing a kiss to my lips. A kiss that was one I could tell who it came from if I was dead. Harry. This feeling was more like a whisper. It puzzled me. Why would I be felling this, when Harry isn't here. He's taking a shower.
Shrugging, I truned the page in my book and got lost in the words once again.
In what felt like moments later, Harry came down. I heard him step closer to me, but I made no attempt to look up at him or speak. Why would I when the book in my hand was no captavating?
The book in my hand was slowly pushed down and I was insead looking at a pair of mesmerizing green eyes. Smirking, I said "Hello Potter. Please inform me as to way you have interupted me and my reading?" " Well, you see Malfoy. I just want to do," He paused and moved closer to me. "this." Slowly, he pressed his tnightmarekissed him back while I saved my palce in my book.
Then, I noticed something. The kiss felt like a whisper. Just like the one from earlier. Placing my hands on his chest, I pushed Harry away. I stood up.
" Draco?" He asked consered and a bit hurt. I said nothing amd ran to the bathroom. Locking the door behind me, I looked in the mirror after spashing water in my face. "Come on Draco. Stop being stupid." I scolded. My head was spinning and vision was unfoced.
I braced my hands on the side of the sick trying to even out my breathing. 'Damn it Draco. You're a Malfoy. Hold yourself together.' When I looked back into the mirror, I screamed. What I saw wasn't me. It was a nightmear version of me. The one I see in my dearms, but much worce.
This Draco had a twisted smirk on his face. His hair was wild in some areas and plasted to the his head by blood in others. He had crazed and blood shot eyes with blood rolling down by them. What was left of his shirt was filthy. The other Draco laugh and placed a finger over his lips. "Shh," He said, " Why spoil the fun I'm having?" I looked at him wide eyed. "What do you mean fun? " The other laughed again and closed his eyes. " Haven't you noticed how fast time is passing. How things don't feel real? No? Good"
I felt rage fill me and I started to see red. Next thing I know. His laughter is filling my ears and then the sound of breaking glass. " Draco! What's happeneing in there?" Harry called from the other side. Slowly, I calmed down enough to open the door. " Bloody hell." Harry whispered. Thats when I looked behind me and saw that the sink was over flowing and the mirror was shattered and my hand was bleeded.
" It's nothing Harry, really." I told him, knowing that he wouldn't believe me, but didn't care. Then, I heard the laughter again. It was a sicking sound, but this time it was coming from a real person. It was coming from Harry.
He laughed harder and harder. He grabbbed my arm to support himself. He had an iron grip. His nails drigging into my skin until it bleed. " H, Harry?" I asked gettting worried. " H, Harry. " He mocked. "You really shouldn't have done that Draco. Theres no point as to fighting me. Besides. I'm apart of you forver thanks to your father." He looked up at me, but he now looked like the Draco from my nightmears.
I tore out of his grip and ran. " Draco! Why don't you want to come out and play? All I want to do is play, forever!" He screamed.
' How could he be real? How?Wha...' Then it hit me. The darkness that took over. The things that I feel when no ones there. I'm still asleep. I never woke up. I NEED to wake up or I may never get out of this hell.