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Remember Me	By : TigerBlak Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1. I applied for adoption, was granted and then sent them back because they ate me out of house and home. Two growing British teens are too much to try and feed when you have no money, so please don’t sue me.

AN: This story is based part on Egyptian mythology and part on my imagination. I’ll be telling the myth in the story so don’t worry if you’ve never heard of it. The original character that I am introducing is part of that myth and because she supports just about all of the characteristics in the female character I’ve been growing in my head I decided to use her.

Thanks to my two first reviewers blanchemalfoy and Marie McBride, you guys get cyber pocky.

And on with the show.

Chapter 3: Who’s that Girl?

Harry jolted awake and reached out with a hand to steady himself on the bed and met with empty space. Looking over he realized that he was alone in bed. Grabbing his glasses off of the bedside table he looked around the room. Still expecting to see pillars and marble floors. "And that woman," he muttered to himself. Brushing off the dream he decided that taking a shower would help clear his head.

The bedside clock had one of the hands making it’s way to "Time for breakfast!" so Harry knew he had just enough time to jump in the shower and get dressed.

While showering Harry couldn’t help but remember the past night’s dream. Who was that woman? Why had she called him ‘Eyes of Deepest Jungles?’ and more importantly why had he called Draco, Draconis? Lathering his hair Harry shrugged it off for the moment. Rinsing himself clean he stepped out of the shower and almost bumped into Draco who was coming into the bathroom.

"Morning, love," Draco said kissing Harry on the cheek.

"Morning," Harry murmured back as he reached for his toothbrush. "Is anyone else up?" He asked around a mouthful of toothpaste.

"Yeah, Remus is up," Draco blushed, "And he told me that we forgot to cast silencing charms last night."

Harry spat out the toothpaste he had been using and stared at Draco’s reflection in the mirror above the sink. "Shit," a blush crept it’s way down Harry’s neck at the thought of having to face a snarking Sirius and a stoic Remus after last night’s very vocal activities.

Harry had always been allowed to have Draco stay in his room since he was already sixteen. In England it’s against the law for teenagers to participate in any sexual acts up until that point. Seeing as Draco had turned sixteen before the end of their fifth school year, Harry had been a little distraught when he had finally come to live with Sirius and Remus. Initially, he had wondered how they would handle the fact that he wanted his boyfriend to sleep in his room when he came to visit. Sirius and Remus had been really laid back about Harry having Draco stay over only mentioning that as long as they were both sixteen then it was okay with them. (AN: Here is where I interject my little bit about safe sex. Because these are fictional chara in the wizarding world I will just let them live on thinking that sex without protection is okay. But remember kiddies that in the real world you should always use protection when engaging in any type of sexual intercourse. I now return you to our regularly scheduled fanfic).

Draco handed Harry a towel from the door and followed as Harry made his way over to the wardrobe. With a towel wrapped low around his waist Harry considered his clothing for the day. Since he didn’t plan on really going anywhere he felt he could forgo the shoes and picked out his favorite pair of jeans and a t-shirt that Draco had given him that read "Don’t worry if I bite your head off...I’ll spit it back out."

Draco took one look at the shirt and snorted, "You may want to let Sirius borrow that for today after he tears us a new one."

"He shouldn’t, I can remember a couple of weeks before my birthday when he and Remus where going at it...what?" Harry broke off as he watched Draco’s eyes widen.

"To much information," Draco waved both hands in front of his body. "I know both of your godfather’s are hot and all, but it’s right up there with my parents telling me that they’re having sex. It’s something I don’t want to know about."

"I understand. Look, let’s head down to breakfast...I’m starving."

Both boys made their way down to the kitchen and to Draco’s horror found Sirius accosting Remus against the kitchen counter. Remus was able to defend himself as he had a handful of scone dough, which judging by the shape of it would probably have to be remade because he had squeezed it into an unrecognizable lump.

"Uh um..." Harry cleared his throat and laughed out loud as Remus’ glazed over eyes widened in shock as he noticed Harry over Sirius’ shoulder. Sirius glanced back and blushed and immediately began backing away from Remus.

"Sorry boys, just giving Remy a little good morning kiss, that’s all, a little kiss," he explained.

"Righhhttt," Harry rolled his eyes as he sat down at the table.

"So much for my lecture on silencing charms," Remus smiled and turned back to his dough attempting to undo some of the damage.

"What’s for breakfast, Remy?" Harry asked sniffing the air. "Do I smell your famous cinnamon french toast?"

"Yes you do, and if your godfather hadn’t been feeling so chipper this morning everyone’s would have been done at the same time," Remus made his way to the table with two servings of toast. "As it is, yours and Draco’s are ready. Sirius and I," he cast a baleful look at the culprit, "will have to wait."

The table was loaded down with other foods to pair with their toast. A rasher of bacon (AN: I’m vegetarian so don’t think that they’ll be having lots of meaty meals, sorry) sat next to a platter heaped high with creamy eggs, a large bowl of oatmeal was next to that and then yogurt topped with blueberries held court at the center of the table.

Harry and Draco made short work of fixing their plates and then emptying them. By the time Remus sat down with his and Sirius’ food Harry and Draco were just wiping up the last of the syrup on their plates with a piece of french toast.

"Hey Sirius, about that island that you were talking about yesterday, and that girl you met there...what did she look like?" Harry asked the question hesitantly afraid that Sirius wouldn’t remember or would ask why.

"Well, let’s see," Sirius began as he took his first forkful of food. "Now take this with a grain of salt because as Padfoot I’m color blind, but she was a little shorter than you guys which I guess would make her around fioot oot nine. She had dark, wavy, waist length hair and it was really interesting because she had this white streak and it seemed to start at her eyebrow because the same streak was there as well," after that everything that Sirius said seemed to fade out. Harry could hear this buzzing in his and could feel his heartbeat pick up. He could hardly believe what he had just heard. He just described the girl in my dream, Harry thought to himself. Don’t forget she’s the girl of your dreams too, a little nagging voice in the back of his head reminded him. That’s right, he thought, I responded to her...kissed her...I think I was in love with her...

"Harry...Harry!" Draco was shouting into Harry’s ear when he flinched and turned to face Draco. "What’s wrong?" the blond asked a frown at his brow. "Why are you so pale?"

"Nothing," Harry shrugged off. I can’t let Draconis know that I was thinking about someone else let alone a female...wait a minute, Draconis. Thoughts were running rampant in Harry’s head as he struggled to remember more about the dream. He remembered the room and the moonlight and then the pillars and then her and then...him. That’s right, his mind sighed in relief, I looked over my shoulder and into the eyes of my lover Draconis. But why do I remember him as Draconis and not just Draco? Something’s not right.

Harry was jostled and realized that Draco had pulled him up and had brought him into the living room and made him sit on the couch. Sirius and Remus had followed behind, thoughts of finishing their breakfast forgotten in their concern over Harry.

"Harry what’s going on? Sirius started to tell you about that woman and you sort of spaced out and then you got all pale," Draco stressed as he held onto Harry’s hand as if he would disappear if he let go.

"I dreamed of her last night," Harry said. "I dreamed of her in a bed with pillars all around me, she kissed me, and I loved it and her, but," Harry broke off as he stared into Draco’s eyes watching the torment and anger that brewed there. "But, you where there too, and you looked at her with the same love that I felt and I felt love for you as well. I don’t understand at all," Harry seemed to murmur to himself. "I’ve never met her before, how could I feel these things for her? How?" Harry cast pleading eyes to his godfather Sirius. Eyes which begged for an explanation that Sirius didn’t think he could give him.

AN: Whew!!! I thought I would never make it through that part. Now no throwing tomatoes at the author. Let me know in your reviews whether or not you like me tease and reveal method of introducing my new chara. I’ve got a name for her, but I would like to use something more modern yet still in keeping with her Egyptian roots. Any suggestions?
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