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Detention can change your life	By : Pandora Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 6802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Warning horror!!! The author proudly presents revenge of the meanest!!!
Insane Floo Pot: *lol not eaten alive by Aragog but well too

23 Haunted Dreams

The Dreamweaver Potion was almost ready now and the students needed the toenails to finish their task. The four Slytherins and Hermione Granger sat together in the Slytherin’s common room thinking about a possibility to get the last ingredient for the concoction and the brown-haired Gryffindor came up with the best idea to get what they needed and suggested, "Harry, can I borrow your invisibility cloak and I’ll sneak into their room at night while these bastards are sleeping and cut one piece of toenail of all the three of them. I’ll put them in match boxes with their name on it and give it to you tomorrow. Then revenge starts finally."
Draco frowned and asked curiously, "How are you going to make sure that they won’t wake up while you’re cutting their nails?"
The girl with the bushy hair grinned secretly and stated, "I’ll cast the Stupor Spell on them before they’ll notice that somebody entered their dorm and if you do this to a sleeping person there will be no way that the stupefied person notices anything what happens because the eyes are shut and they can’t move any muscle."
The Slytherins were surprised and Harry added, "Very un-Gryffindor, Hermione, but great idea!"

Harry fetched his invisibility cloak and handed it to his friend giving her a hug to thank her for helping them and the Slytherins wished the brown-haired girl good luck looking forward to the next day. The silver-haired Slytherin took his boyfriend’s hand and pulled him into his dorm offering, "Maybe we should spend the night together making sure that we manage to get some sleep and distraction."
The raven-haired boy smirked lightly and agreed, "Sounds good. I always sleep more peaceful beside you, my love."
The two boys stripped down to their boxers and cuddled up together under the silky cover. The black-haired boy rested his head on the other boy’s chest and began to trace over the scars at his lover’s arm lightly and he had a thoughtful expression on his face. The blonde shivered feeling a bit uncomfortable because the scars woke up some unhappy memories and he whispered, "Please, don’t touch these scars. They remind of bad things and I really hate that."
The dark-haired boy stopped his activities and breathed back, "I didn’t mean to hurt you, sorry. It just came over me and I did it without to really think about something."

The young Malfoy accepted the apologize with a soft and gentle kiss just brushing his lips over his boyfriend’s lips lightly and he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. The two boys decided to turn out the lights and try to get some sleep. Draco pulled the other boy as close as possible feeling his naked soft skin against his own and enjoying the human warmth giving him the peace that he needed and being sure that Harry felt the same. The raven-haired boy relaxed soon in his lovers arms and listened to the calming noise of the other boy’s strong heart beat making him tired soon afterwards. After a while of peaceful silence there could be heard some quiet snores and regular breathing.

The next morning our most famous couple of Hogwarts almost overslept and it was Blaise, as usual, who stormed into Draco’s room like it was his own. Seeing his friends sleeping so peaceful he felt a little bit jealous but the tiny flame in his heart was overshadowed by his relief that they found each other and the knowledge that the both of them were fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. The black-haired boy with the pony-tail moved nearly soundless to the bed and as he was as close as possible he wolf-whistled loudly and the two Slytherins woke up with a start grumbling and murmuring sleepily. Only the short time that remained to get ready for breakfast rescued the handsome guy from being hexed and jinxed into oblivion. Blaise stated dryly sneering, "Waking you up is a dangerous job and it’s getting worse every time."
The blonde answered grouchily, "Maybe you should try a more human method next time." while the dark-haired teen was glooming moodily at his mate.
Both boys had to dress hastily to get to the Great Hall for breakfast in time.

During breakfast the boys watched the Gryffindor table closely and they smirked noticing Ron Weasley’s pale lightly green face colour and his disgusted stare on the very slimy and green appearance of the apple jelly jam in front of him. Harry found a little crumpled note sticking in his muffin which read, "Dobby wants Harry Potter be lucky again and the Wheezy was bad to poor Harry Potter. Dobby heard through the grape wine that the evil Wheezy hates green slimy things and sends the apple jelly jam which Dobby made by himself. Master Harry should eat more to get back his strength. Dobby congratulates to being in love finally and sends his best wishes to Master Draco as well. He always has been nicely to poor Dobby."
Harry grinned widely and his expressive green eyes were glittering brightly as he was showing the note to Draco and Blaise.

The blonde Slytherin and the black-haired boy with the ponytail spat out their orange juice laughing heartily and Pansy grabbed curiously the note starting to giggle only seconds later after she read it. The day began with a really good start from now on and the lessons gave our vengeance angels some useful distraction from their impatience. Hermione signalled during their Transformations Class that she had what she wanted and she send a kiss through the air in Pansy’s direction earning a stern glare of Professor Mc Gonagall and making the blonde girl blush lightly and grin goofily.

The rest of the day went by very slowly and the students were glad as they finished their last meal for today and were able to meet for the last preparations at the dungeons. Luckily they had been able to finish their homework soon this afternoon and the evening was free to do what they wanted. Hermione told them proudly in her usual manner of never breathing "Tonight I won’t have to go back to Gryffindor Tower because I’ve managed to cast a Double Spell and after meal I pretended to have a bad headache and excused myself telling everyone that I’m going to sleep early. Now my double is laying in the bed sleeping and I used the invisibility cloak to sneak out and come here."
Draco smirked and admitted, "Hermione, you are much better than I thought. Pretty good idea and I doubt that someone’ll notice what you’ve done. Maybe you should switch houses, too?"
The brown-haired girl blushed scarlet and said, "Let’s begin with our revenge and kick some Gryffindor’s butts!"

The students were in a secret room down in the dungeons hidden far away from all the trouble and noise of the school. Three beds were summoned for the dreamweavers and a cosy sofa was standing in front of the beds for the watchers that were needed to have an eye on the sleeping dreamweavers to help them if necessary and wake them up in case of emergency. To enter and manipulate ones dreams was difficult and might be dangerous for the caster if he didn’t manage to keep control over the dreamer and the dream. They would need a very high level of concentration, focussing their mind and ability to radiate thoughts. The students decided that Draco, Blaise and Hermione would be the best choice because they had all good skills at their knew Meditation Class.

Harry and Pansy were too aware of their surroundings and never reached these high levels of concentration to find their inner focus always watching and hearing what’s going on around or brooding about something not able to let go. Therefore the boy and the girl had the right gift of observation for the job as watcher. The five students talked their plan over one last time and watched the three vials with the potion change colours several times. Finally it had the colour of an amethyst and at that point they had to add the last most repulsive ingredients the piece of toenail of their loathed enemies. After Draco added the little, kind of yellow toenails the potion in the vials started to boil and a smelly nauseating breathe escaped the fluid making the girls and boys cough and crumple their noses disgusted.

The colour changed to a dark midnight blue and the potion was ready to take, smelling sort of cheesy now. Draco, Blaise and Hermione took their vials looking carefully to get the one they had prepared for and laid down on the beds drinking the potion with one sip and trying not to vomit with all their strength at that awful taste and the imagination of the last thing they added. The silver-haired Slytherin laid back at once and closed his eyes feeling sickness crawling down his entire body but he managed to hold back the urge to vomit and he fell asleep soon afterwards like the two other dreamweavers did.

Draco Malfoy entered the dream of Ron Weasley grinning darkly and staring sinisterly at his surroundings finding himself on a sandy beach of a tropical isle. The Slytherin smirked darkly and began to manipulate the scene for his little game that was played with his rules only. The sandy beach turned to a dark nearly black rocky beach ending in a wild and dangerous looking cliff. The weather turned from mildly sunny to a nightly storm with heavy rain and thunderstruck in exchange with dark blue lightning. The colours were all dark and sinister now making the atmosphere kind of depressing, cold and fearful. The blonde stopped the rain because he couldn’t see enough to find his human prey and he changed into his chosen form. It was something you could call a were-spider beast and his appearance was really threatening.

The spider was dark black and was able to walk on four of its legs holding the rest of its hairy body straight to nearly double its heights. Its beetle black eyes seemed to glare wickedly and they were shining with pure hatred and a murderous anger. The mouth was horrible with sort of huge fangs instead of the usual spider appearance, which made the beast look only more cruel and dangerous. The giant-spider started to move hunting for the red-haired victim looking predatory around and it didn’t take long to find the boy it was searching for.

The Gryffindor hid in a small and narrow cave and that was a stupid fault he would regret soon. The ugly monster blocked the entrance eyeing her prey and waiting for his reactions. The redhead whimpered and his eyes widened in shock as he saw the danger standing in the entrance and staring at him noiseless and motionless. Ron panicked visibly and he screamed hysterically for help, which would be useless but it was somehow encouraging to make the next step.

The were-spider lifted one leg and shot a sticky mass in the howling Gryffindor’s direction hitting his chest with a kind of net. Shooting one load after another against the boy the monster-spider coated him with its net making him unable to move and pulled him out very slowly, nearly playful, inch for inch. Ron started to cry helplessly and was trembling awfully. The giant-spider gritted its teeth and the lightning reflected in the shiny white fangs making the prey plead for his life.

The ugly beast stared cruelly at the victim with all its eyes and slid his raven-black wet tongue out of its jaw and leant forward to lick over his face like tasting his meal before eating it all. The redhead whimpered like a little child and was frightened to death his eyes open wide and rolling wildly his body shaking and at least he wet his pants. The spider moved her sharpened claw-like front legs over the boy’s torso and destroyed his shirt leaving his upper body naked now.

Tracing over naked skin with sharp hunting tools the beast left burning scratches, cuts and marks all over the unprotected flesh. The Gryffindor called for help again and screamed in pain again pleading for his life but there was no one to hear him begging, groaning, crying and whimpering. The were-spider was in rage and continued her business with a cruel determination that was horrible. The monster flipped the groaning boy around and pulled his still wet pants down making the redhead whimper like a little dog afraid for his life.

The were-spider forced the Gryffindor to kneel down and lean forward causing more bruises on his now naked body. The red-haired boy was bound with several spider nets and couldn’t move anymore. As the razor-blade-sharp tools of the spider-monster touched the boys ass and moved down to part his bottom cheeks he was shivering only more and made some choked noises sounding hoarsely and desperately. The spider touched his entrance bruising him at very personal spots and once more the boy lost control over his bladder and he screamed hoarsely like he was about to loose his mind.

At that moment the Gryffindor must be awakened because he disappeared and his struggling form faded away leaving the spider alone and soon afterwards Draco woke up slowly aware of his surroundings and feeling totally exhausted. The blonde rubbed his temples and Harry came over and asked softly, "Everything O.K., Drake?"
The silver-haired boy smirked and retorted, "I would guess so and I think a certain red-headed Gryffindor has to change his pants now and I doubt that he’ll sleep this night again."
The blonde glanced over to the two other beds noticing that Blaise and Hermione were about to wake up too because they moved a lot and their eyes were fluttering.

A/N: Please review if that was acceptable revenge!!!
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