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[HP] Nightmares, long version

Title: Nightmares
Author: yoruko89
Beta : leliwen (which has made a lot of laughs: D) ♥
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG Warnings
: Pre-slash, comic
Note: This fanfic was created to challenge the # 5 IT100 , is the longer version of the drabble you can find here . ♥

If he were smart enough you would have asked how on earth he managed to get into Draco Malfoy Gryffindor dorm at that time of night. The only thing he could understand was that he continued to blather on the fact that he knew he was destined to become ...
"Bald?"
"Bald, Potter, bald."
Harry sat down on the bed better.
"It seems to me that your hair is, um, ok ..."
Draco tried not to lose patience. He went a bit 'more to the other guy, hoping that maybe the neighborhood would help him understand.
"Potter, I've already said, it will happen! I've seen."
If it were someone else or if he was among Muggles, Harry would turn over in bed, sending the caller to the devil, and would continue to sleep, but as far as he knew, Draco Malfoy and visions, the magical world, were not overlooked.
He settled his glasses, he got on a little earlier, and she murmured.
"Malfoy, and where you would see? From Trelawney? "He tried.
Draco rubbed his eyes in despair.
" I wanted to see, rub! Dreamed of! "
" And you might otherwise be caught by someone to tell me a dream? "
Slytherin's eyes were at their maximum amplitude.
Dream, Potter? It was a nightmare! And it was real, it will be. "
Harry decided to make good Gryffindor and began to believe him, or maybe it was the simple desire to return to sleep.
" All right, Malfoy. And what you saw in the nightmare? "
wavered a bit 'last word.
" The war was long over, and we, now adults, we were accompanying our children to take the Hogwarts Express. "
"Do I have children?" Harry's eyes sparkled.
"Yes." He shuddered. "With the lentil female."
"Ginny."
"Exactly. I saw myself, Potter, and my hair, here" he pointed to the temple, "not there."
"There were not?"
"No! Potter have any problem by any chance?"
"Malfoy. For which reason the absurd come to tell me?"
If it was night, and had it not been so one-eyed man, Harry could see the dyed blond with a slight blush.
"Well. ... I thought we were both married and we were talking about, right? Maybe, if I see you started to do something together, my hair would fall not."
"You're asking me of ... out? "
" Yes ..? By Potter, you do not like my hair? "
Harry thought about it.
" Okay. "
" Really? "
nodded wearily.
Draco, joy, gave him a slight kiss on the lips, and before Harry knew it, pointed his wand on the front, where stands the scar.
"Malfoy, what are you doing?"
"We oblivion, disfigured. Ever that someone knows that Malfoy was in danger of becoming bald. "

Notes:
I am writing now because I did not want to spoil anything: D. That 'idea in my mind for a while', exactly when I read this sentence : "It was Draco Malfoy with his wife and son, a coat dark buttoned to the throat. Was beginning to bald, which emphasized the pointed chin. " (HP7, p.. 693), and combined with the countless fanfic praising the beautiful, fine, blond hair Slytherin was born everything. I hope you enjoyed, let comments, positive or negative, I'd love to.