Wash the Pain Away

Chapter One: Best Kept Secrets, and the Biggest Mistake.

November 12, 7th year.

Blood running down his arm, he sat in his bed with the curtains drawn and his boyfriend asleep by his side. Draco didn't know about this. He never wanted him to know. He would use concealing charms during the day and around Draco. Thankfully he was a very talented wizard, even at 17. So, he could keep up the spell as long as needed.

How he longed to do this. Draco had insisted on staying the night, since everyone else was out with their girlfriends ( or in Seamus' case boyfriend). Being in 7th year they had the option to go into Hogsmeade on the weekends. Most of the time a lot of the 7th years took advantage of that. Because of this they had the room to themselves. They made use of this many times , but soon grew tired and went to sleep. Well, Draco had fallen asleep. Harry stayed up to complete his nightly routine so he could sleep.

Bringing the razor to his skin one last time and pulling it across his flesh, a sound mixed between a moan and a sigh escaped him, waking Draco. Harry quickly hid the razor blade and his bloody arm.

"Harry are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine just a nightmare." Draco crawled over to him and laid across him, legs covering legs and his arm draped across Harry's chest.

"Come back to bed then."

"In a minute, I have to…use the bathroom."

"Okay." replied Draco sleepily.

Harry walked into the bathroom to rinse his arm and to stop some of the bleeding. He looked down at his arm. Six. Six should be good for one night. Harry realized that he stunk pretty bad and figured he'd take a shower. He wouldn't take that long and Draco was probably already back asleep.

He turned the hot water on all the way and the cold on a little and felt the water. Perfect. Really hot but not hot enough to burn. Well, that's not true. If you stood under long enough it would burn.

He stepped under the water and moaned in ecstasy. It felt so good. It also soothed the pain in his arm. He ran his hand across the cuts and scars.

That's why he did it. To mark up the body everyone loved and worshiped so much. To make himself see that he wasn't a god like everyone thought. For him to know that he was only human, just like everyone else. But there was one person who saw him for who he was and that was Draco Malfoy. Maybe that's why he fell so hard for him, because he wasn't afraid to be rough with him.

In fact it was the exact opposite. On nights after Quidditch practice or a game, after everyone else had left the showers, Draco and he would fuck until both of their dicks were raw. That was Harry's favorite kind of sex. Pumping so hard and fast against each other, screaming so loud that people in the Owlery must have heard them. But they didn't care. Just thinking about it made Harry hard.

He slowly started stroking himself, leaning against the tile wall, his strokes became faster. He suddenly heard the bathroom door. He let go of himself and Draco walked into the shower to join him.

"I thought you said you were only going to be a minute?"

"Well I realized I smelled pretty bad after all our goings." Harry smiled at him.

"It looks to me like you were doing more than showering." Draco smirked at him and eyed his erection.

(Due to the graphic nature of this scene it has been removed in order to comply with the rating. If you do however want to read the entire thing you may got to my livejournal accoutant to read it. I will post the full chapter up. The link is in my profile.)

"Harry are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Looking down at Harry's arm, Draco saw the cuts his lover had made. Though they were hardly bleeding now that didn't change the fact that they were there. Draco slowly backed away from Harry and into a corner of the shower. Harry turned off the water and walked over towards Draco.

"Draco, listen I can explain."