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I don't own any of the characters here; it's a slash if you don't like it then don't read. This one is for Alex just to show you that yes I can even fairy tale these two, as you asked one version for Harry and one for Draco and I put them here together just to save time. Yeah go nice on my spelling dyslexia sucks and yes it has gone through a spell chequer. You can decide for yourself which year you want to set this in mostly done for fun.

Harry potter and the spindle spell.

Harries version:
In the magical world or wizards and witches sleeping beauty was not just a lovely fairy tale for children it was a story of historical fact and little did the students of Hogwarts realise the tale was about to repeat itself in an entirely new fashion and what was more it was set to replicate itself for a young man who loved a man who he was sure hated him.

It was a bright spring Saturday afternoon and Harry Potter was simply taking a walk round the corridors of Hogwarts on his own, the young wizard was deep in thought, to be honest there was really only one thing he found himself thinking about a lot about these days surprisingly it was not Voldamort that troubled the wizards thoughts, instead his mind was full of thoughts about a certain blond haired man.

He was suddenly awakened from these particular set thoughts by being grabbed from behind by a group of younger Slytherin students, before Harry had any kind of chance to react to this situation the tip of a sharp enchanted spindle was thrust up into his hand.

The spell now released from its age old confinement, instantly claimed its victim and pulled Harry down into a deep enchanted sleep. Their job done the younger Slytherin students dropped the spindle they had used on the dark haired man on the floor near his fallen form and ran off into the school laughing together.

The unfortunate Harry was found hours later by the potions professor, he saw the spindle lying on the floor next to the young wizards sleeping form and bit off an oath. Cautiously Snape lifted the spindle in one hand and then gently lifted Harry into his arms. Carefully the professor made his way to the dining hall where he knew everyone was at lunch time, as he walked Snape vowed to himself that when he found out who had been stupid enough to enchant Mr Potter in this way they were going to be in a whole lot of trouble.

Snape walked into the dining hall carrying the now enchanted young wizard, soon everyone was on their feet and the troubled whispering began each and every witch and wizard wondering what had happened to the boy who had lived.

Quickly Dumbledore got to his feet. "Professor Snape what has happened to Mr Potter?"

The potions master extended a hand, he opened it to revile the spindle and gasps of disbelief ran round the hall. "Oh good lord that's an enchanted spindle, well it appears we now have our own sleeping beauty, you had best go and place Mr Potter in the west tower it has the appropriate bedroom."

"Yes headmaster." The professor turned back out of the great hall, instantly Ron and Hermione went after the potions master no one tried to stop them after all these two were the closest people to Harry and should be allowed to be with him at this time.

Draco Malfoy watched the party go by as they did he couldn't help but notice the burden Snape carried, the Slytherin could see that the very old spell was already beginning to make changes on the other wizard; his clothes were changing to formal flowing green and black wizard's robes of the highest quality.

What Draco found himself at a loss to understand was why seeing Potter like this made him feel so rotten and very deeply depressed, it wasn't as if he should care what happened to the dark haired wizard yet some were some part of him he was surprised to find actually did care.
Ron gently helped professor Snape to settle Harry onto the bed that they had discovered in the top most room of the high western tower of the castle, as the two men stepped away from Harry Hermione stepped forward and as only a woman could fussed round the young wizard settling his robes round him.

"He looks completely amazing." Whispered the young witch with a hushed tone of awe to her voice.

"We will have to trust your judgment on that fact, so what do we do now?" Ron asked the professor.

"There isn't anything we can do there is only one cure, so I am afraid to say that Mr Potter will sleep until he receives a kiss from his one true love."

Ron shook his head and sighed. "That old cookie, well we best leave him to sleep."

Quietly the three left the room, and gently closed the door on the sleeping Harry, time passed, all sorts of people were climbing the tower and trying to wake the sleeping wizard thus far though no one had any kind of success.

Draco was finding that he couldn't sleep at night, ever since Harry had fallen under that stupid enchantment he had been feeling very strange and the image of the dark haired boy laying in professor Snape's arms, so pail and limp like a rag doll was haunting him.

So far the Slytherin ice prince was having some difficulty in working out why seeing Harry like that was causing him such a huge problem, sighing Draco decided to go for a walk; he needed some fresh air and some time to think.

The blond was interrupted from his thoughts as he heard two voices round the corner from him, Draco froze tuning into the conversation, it took him a moment to recognise the two voices but suddenly he realised it was Harries two friends the weasel and the bushy haired girl. "Harry still hasn't woken up from that spell; I'm starting to think that Harry isn't going to wake up!" The young woman exclaimed sadly.

"Come on Hermione we just can't give up on him at least not yet, after all you managed to find out that the stupid spell only worked because Harry actually does have a true love... so we know there is someone they just haven't gone to him yet."

"True but still, I can't help wonder who this lady of his is?"

"You know I don't think it's a she." The weasel said with a thoughtful note to his voice.

"You mean Harry is waiting for a he . . . Well that would make some sense, he never did date after Cho and girls in general seem to have very little effect on him at all."

"So actually your question should be who is he?"

The young witch let out an aggravated sigh and Draco could imagine her rolling her eyes at Ron. "He or she we are still left with the same problem Ron, I'm so afraid that if he doesn't wake up soon he never will that stupid spell could keep holding him maybe for hundreds of years or possibly even forever."

Silence fell over the pair; Draco turned away from them and walked back the way he had come. The conversation the blond had overheard had opened Draco's eyes he was now painfully aware that every day which passed without Harry waking up people were losing hope that there was anyone who could wake the young wizard from his enchantment.

The Slytherin found that these feelings of his about Harry were not going away instead they were growing, every day Draco ached his whole heartfelt sore and the blond was starting to realise that he might be in love with Harry. It would certainly explain a lot of things, his lack of sleep and the way the depression of the school was making the blond feel as if there was something he should be doing about all of this.

Three days after over hearing both of Harries friends talking about the spell Draco was taking a walk in the castle just thinking to himself when the stairs moved suddenly under him the Slytherin caught a banister to steady himself, the stairs settled at a small landing which was at the bottom of a set of tower stairs, the blond stared up at the stone steps, they were shimmering golden in the evening sunlight.

Suddenly inspiration struck and the Slytherin Ice prince as he realised where the stairs had dropped him, this just had to be the stairway to Harries room it appeared that fate was giving the young man a very clear prod.

Draco stood there for a few moments before making the decision to go up the stairs, straitening himself the blond set off up the stairs, at the top of the winding stairway he nervously opened the wooden door and stepped into the room beyond.

Afternoon sunlight was streaming into the room painting it in a fire like glow; the Slytherin eyes fell on the bed and then made their way nervously onto its sleeping occupant. Draco's grey eyes went wide, Harry was just breath taking, his hair for ones looked smart shimmering in the sunlight, the face softly composed in sleep, the robes the pooled round him like dark waterfalls making Harry look magnificent.

Draco moved closer to the bed just so he could get a closer look at the sleeping Harry. In this one moment the black haired wizard truly looked like a handsome sleeping prince, and here he was just waiting for one kiss to wake him to the living world. All Draco could do for a moment was stand beside the bed and stare down at the man before him in wonder and delight.

Eventually the blond decided it was worth trying to see if he could wake Harry, it might be nice to see if it was possible that he were Harries true love and if this worked well it would show the man he had come to realise he loved just how much he loved him. Slowly Draco leant down towards the other man, he cupped one of Harries cheeks softly in one hand and then gently pressed his lips to the other wizards.

Draco's silver eyes widened as after a few moments the other man's lips began to move against his own kissing back softly, slowly the blond pulled back, and watched with a gentle smile playing on his lips as Harries emerald green eyes fluttered open.

As the boy who lived saw who had woken him from the spell he smiled at Draco happily and let out a contented sigh. "So my love you finally came for me."

Draco's smile widened. "Yes I did, I'm sorry you had to wait so long."

"I'd wait forever for you if I had to." The dark haired wizard reached up and dragged Draco down onto the bed with him and started to kiss the blond man.

Harry was aware that people would probably want to know he was all right but at the moment dealing with that was furthest from his mind, the thing he was more intent on was having Draco all to himself for at least a little while.
blah I wrote fluff as usal! Any way thought I would share so here it is!

These two are one of my favorit pairs from HP so exspect to see more.
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Hawkheart29's avatar
I remember this from FF.net....still love it (I don't seriously ship them though; their one of my just-for-fun crack ships...please don't hate me for that ^^; )