The next morning, as we march through the snow, Harry looks to me and we slow down a bit to talk.
Once we're far enough away, he asks "How'd you sleep?"
I give a smug smile, before remarking "Fine, besides you poking me in the stomach for half the night."
He gives me a knowing look and declares "I meant to ask about your dreams?"
I shrug, before telling him "If I did, i don't remember it." He gives a weak smile, before wrapping his arm around my waist.
I stop him for a moment, and he looks up to me "What?"
As I furrow my brow, he gives a concerned look. While I take a deep breath, I rub his upper arm "Harry, I..."
His lip trembles as I sigh. He asks "Is this you ending it? Are we-" he gulps "Are we done?"
I shake my head and he takes in a deep breath. As I place my lips to his forehead, he hugs me to him.
After a long moment, I tell him "I'm really trying, but I can't..." he pulls his head back and I give a weak smile "All I can think about is them on me and... in me..."
He furrows his brow "You can't get it up?"
I furrow my brow and declare "I can get it up, but I can't jack off, or have sex, because I can't... think of anything other than them. And then, my boner is gone, and I can't seem to get it again."
He furrows his brow and I continue "And I feel like there's always someone staring at me."
He takes a moment, before kissing my shoulder. We stand there for a moment, until he tells me "Hermione dreams of Viktor, too. Hell, so do I."
I give a confused look, before asking "You dream of Viktor?"
"Mainly of his death." He states, before motioning toward Hermione "Hermione said that she had a dream of him begging her to watch after you, a couple of days after we got back. I don't know if she's had any more."
I look towards Hermione to find she's walking into Hog's Head "I'll ask her about it."
He gives a warm smile, before I give him a soft kiss. And together, we walk towards Hog's Head.
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As Harry and I walk towards the great hall, we run into Ron and Hermione. The latest rule was "All groups are, here by, disbanded."
I look to Hermione and ask "Can I have a word?" She nods and I look to Harry "Meet you inside?"
He nods and walks off with Ron, before Hermione asks "What's going on?"
When we take a seat on the benches, I ask "Do you have dreams... about... Viktor?"
She gives a weak smile, before declaring "About once a week. Usually he's telling me about you."
I give a confused look and she continues "He tells me that you don't sleep much, and you need to eat more, and you barely keep anything down." She looks me over, before stating "And he tells me that I need to watch your back around Vŭrkolak."
I give a confused look "Vŭrkolak? Is that a person?"
She shrugs, before remarking "I don't know. You remember his accent. I don't even know if he said Vŭrkolak."
I look towards Viktor and ask "Vŭrkolak?" Hermione seems to think I'm confused, as Viktor gives a weak smile.
Hermione is silent for a moment, before declaring "I think it's a name. I couldn't find it in a Bulgarian dictionary."
I think for a second, before declaring "I'll write his parents. See if they know anything about a Vŭrkolak."
She hums, before resting her head on my shoulder "Sometimes, when I wake up from those dreams, I can swear that he's there. Sometimes, I'll get a glimpse of him."
A wave of relief washes over me and I ask "You see him too?" She looks up to me and I give a relieved chuckle "I thought I was going mad!"
She furrows her brow and asks "Do you see him often?" I nod and wipe my eyes. She sighs and hugs me tighter "You see him now?"
I take a moment, before giving a short nod. She peeks up, immediately "Well, there's tons of lore over spirits stitching themselves to the person they love the most. Someone who's in trouble."
I furrow my brow and ask "You think he's a ghost?" She nods and I furrow my brow "He doesn't talk much."
She shrugs, before pointing out "He might be using his up his energy speaking to us in our dreams."
I hum, before clearing my throat "I really thought I was going crazy." She scoffs, before leaning into me.
She rests her head on my shoulder and tells me "He's going to help you through a major shift. Time will tell what that shift is."
I smile at her as the twins stop in front of us "Is everything alright?" Fred asks as they sit on the bench on opposite sides of Hermione and I.
Hermione looks me over, before declaring "Draco and I are talking about Viktor. About our dreams, and seeing him."
George gives a confused look, before asking "Is Vikky a ghost?" Hermione nods and George gives a smug look "Knew that hunky bastard wasn't really dead."
I glare at him and Fred sighs "If I become a ghost, someone torch my bones."
George chuckles at him, before remarking "If you die, I won't be able to torch your bones, because I'll be right there with you."
Fred scoffs, as Oliver walks by slowly. In confusion, I watch him. He gives a soft wave.
When he's in the great hall, Blaise walks by. I furrow my brow at him "Dude?" He stops and looks my way.
As I motion towards Oliver, Blaise nods, before declaring "We might've lost track of time, after Hog's Head."
I furrow my brow "That was yesterday." He nods, cockily, before following Oliver.
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Hogwarts Pretty Boy- Sequel to Durmstrung Pretty Boy (2 of 3)
FanfictionAs Draco starts his first year at Hogwarts, he's most recent bond proves to be a liability. With the events of the previous year still floating in the Hogwarts air, Draco forms new friendships inside the Slytherin house. In the second book of this t...
