A/N I'm dedicating this to Cheryl Dyson as I've read hers and they gave me inspiration to do my own!
Ginny Weasley was frustrated. She had been dating Harry for seven months now and not once had he tried to do anything more than kissing. He always refused her with the words that he didn't want to push her and that maybe they should wait for marriage. After all, her mother wanted them to. Ginny couldn't care less about what her mother wanted. Her mother wasn't dating Harry, she was and she was the one who kept being disappointed whenever Harry grabbed her wandering hand and placed it back on his shoulder. Ginny had started to wonder if Harry was actually gay. She didn't have a problem with him being gay so long as he told her and broke up with her before anyone else found out. It would be embarrassing to find out your boyfriend cheated on you with a boy. Now she came to think of it Harry did seem to prefer blokes. She had noticed him checking boys out and taking longer to get ready but she had put it down to curiosity and attempts to flatten his hair. What if he was? Ginny wondered if he'd actually tell her if he was or if he'd stick with her and let her have her happily ever after – except it wouldn't be happily if he was gay. Sighing loudly Ginny cast a brief glance around the corridor. It was empty, she knew that, but she didn't want to be caught out by any teachers with the ability to sneak up on people when they were out after curfew, especially when the teacher had the ability to be silent about it. Basically Ginny didn't want to be caught by Snape. After ensuring the corridor ahead of her was clear also, Ginny turned into it and began looking in the classrooms along it.
She was looking for Harry who had started to sneak off at night without telling anyone where he was going. Of course she was the only one who noticed as Ron was too busy oggling Hermione and Hermione was too busy oggling whatever book she was reading. It had happened for about a month now and Ginny had waited patiently for Harry to explain, when he was ready. Except he hadn't. He had just kept sneaking out and keeping it a secret. Well Ginny hated secrets which was why she was currently trying to locate him somewhere in the castle. Of course she had no idea where he would be but empty class rooms seemed a good place to start. She knew Harry liked to be alone to think, what with the war being shoved in their faces it was nice to escape a bit. So long as he was alone. Ginny pondered what her reaction would be if she caught him with somebody else. If it was a girl – her bat bogey hex could do with some exercise but if it was a boy...Ginny didn't know what she'd do.
A groan echoed down the corridor and Ginny froze. Counting to ten slowly, she inched her way along the corridor trying to locate where the sound had come from. It had sounded like a pleasurable groan and Ginny was preparing herself to see a sight she would later obliviate from herself but part of her thought it could be someone in pain, unlikely but possible. The groan came again with a name but she missed the name. Following the noise she came to the Transfiguration classroom, which should be empty but was now occupied by two students. Taking a deep breath and bracing herself, Ginny swung open the door silently and felt her stomach drop through the floor.
On one of the desks sat Harry with his trousers removed and by his ankles and his eyes closed in ecstasy, his hands wound around some blonde hair. Ginny felt her heart jump and drew her wand. The curse for the bat bogey hex was on her lips when Harry cried out.
'Oh God Draco!' Ginny stood there in shocked silence as it all sank in. Harry was with Malfoy. Harry was with Malfoy. Ron was going to murder them. Ginny snorted at that thought and Harry's head whipped around, gaze sharpening. Draco also stood and Ginny saw that he was topless.
'W..Who's there?' Ginny contemplated standing there in silence but part of her scolded herself and reminded her she was a Gryffindor. Holding her breath, she stepped from the shadows. 'Ginny...shit.' Harry's eyes widened.
'Perfect.' Draco reached for his shirt. Harry glared at him but Draco ignored it merely turning his back and shrugging into his shirt. Harry pulled his trousers up and stood to face Ginny.
'Ginny I'm sorry....I couldn't help it.' Ginny marveled at his feeble excuse. Did he really think that was going to make up for the fact it was Malfoy? Part of her was going mental demanding blood but the other half was more at peace when she remembered the look on Harry's face as he came. Smiling slightly she raised her eyes to meet his.
'It's okay.' She said. And it was, sure it was Malfoy but hey, whatever floats your boat. Or Harry's boat at least. And Malfoy was gay? The rumor mills were going to love her.
'I mean I was going to tell you soon but.. What?' Harry stopped his attempt at an apology as her words registered.
'It's okay Harry, I don't hate you. I mean it's Malfoy, yeah, and you have no idea what that's doing to my ego, but you know if you're happy that's what counts right?' Harry visibly sagged with relief.
'I thought you were going to be worse than that.' Ginny rolled her eyes at him.
'Well the way I see it you get it bad enough from the papers without the added stress of a really bad ex.' they both smiled at this. 'I hope you're happy – although from what I saw you were.' Harry blushed and Draco glanced around with a slight smile on his lips. Ginny almost smiled back. Almost.
'W..What did you see exactly?' Ginny laughed.
'Oh God Draco!' She cried in an exaggerated pleasured voice. Harry's blush deepened and Draco chuckled. Ginny's eyes widened. He was acting....human. Shaking her head she gestured to the door. 'I'm going.'
'Erm can you keep this on the low?' Ginny glanced between the two boys watching her anxiously. She knew what this would do to them if it escaped and part of her yearned for revenge but the other half took control.
'Of course. But you'll need to tell Ron soon.' Harry cursed slightly and she walked to the door smiling. Upon reaching the door she looked back and saw Draco pulling Harry to him. 'Oh and Harry?' They looked up, Harry expectantly and Draco annoyed. 'I want a really big break up tomorrow.' Harry nodded and turned back to Draco. As she turned to go she heard the whispers.
'Do you think she'll keep it secret?' Draco had a hint of anxiety behind his voice.
'Yeah, she will.' Ginny's heart swelled at the trust Harry had in her. Glancing back one last time, she saw Draco smile and lean down to kiss Harry.
Waling down the corridor she reminisced about what had just occurred. So Harry was cheating on her and with Malfoy. She wondered why she wasn't as hurt as she thought she should be but she realised how happy Harry had looked and smiled. He deserved it. Turning into the parallel corridor Ginny quickly whirled into the one she just came down. Racing back to the classroom Draco and Harry were in she burst in. Harry was in a deep kiss with Draco with both shirts unbuttoned again but broke off at the sound of Ginny careering into the room.
'For God's sake what now?' Draco glared at her.
'Sn...Sna...Snape's coming.' She said breathlessly. Between the running and panic at being caught Ginny lost her breath.
'Shit!' Both boys grabbed their robes and slipped them over their heads getting dressed in record time.
'Next week.' Was all Draco said before pulling Harry into a short kiss. He left as Harry ran to Ginny.
'Ginny come on!' Ginny snapped out of her daze and grabbed the hand Harry was offering. They raced it back to Gryffindor tower and burst into the dorms with a fit of giggles. Ron and Hermione glanced up at them confused.
'Al...Almost got caught.' Ginny gestured between her and Harry. 'By Snape. We'll be in Harry's dorm – don't come up Ron – not for an hour at least.' Ron and Hermione watched soundlessly as Ginny left with Harry in under 30 seconds. Shrugging Ron went back to oggling Hermione while she went back to her book. Up in the dorms Ginny sank onto Harry's bed pulling him with her. Pulling her into his arms, Harry fiddled with her hair while Ginny rested her head on his chest.
'Gin, I'm really sorry.' Ginny nodded.
'It's okay, shocking but okay. You're happy and that's all that matters. Now, we have a break up to plan.' Harry chuckled and they began plotting.
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At breakfast the next day, Ginny casually turned to Harry and said 'Harry why can't you get it up for me?' Ron choked into his juice and Harry's eyes widened.
'Gin, not here.' Harry tugged at her arm but Ginny shrugged him off.
'Why not? I mean I hardly get a chance to talk to you in between classes and in the common room. You're always ding homework or seeing Dumbledore ... no!' Everyone in the nearest hearing vicinity jumped. 'You're seeing someone else.'
'Ginny don't be ridiculous now please lower your voice, you're causing a scene.' Ginny huffed and turned her body to face Harry's.
'This,' she said, 'is not a scene.' Stepping out from the bench she braced herself and rose her voice. 'This,' she yelled, 'is a scene.' Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to see the row take place. Draco looked over and caught Harry's eye. Harry winked discreetly and Draco understood that this was all set up. Boy Weaselette was an actress.
'Gin that's enough.'
'No it's not Harry! It's never enough. You're never enough! We tried, but you just can't get it up and I thought – it's okay we love each other we'll get over it. I didn't realise you were using it on someone else. Who is she Harry?' Harry jumped to his feet and gripped Ginny's upper arm leading her from the hall.
'We'll continue this upstairs.'
'Fine by me.' Draco frowned they didn't think that was it did they? No one would believe they broke up after that – if it wasn't staged and was an actual row then Harry would just assure her nothing was going on and get back with her. Even he knew that. He was drawn from his thoughts by Ginny shouting. 'Anyone who wants to know how this ends the password to Gryffindor tower is augem mento.' Draco smiled. Well done. Harry glared at her.
'Not here Ginny please.' Ginny wrenched her arm from Harry's grip and placed her hands on her hips.
'Who is it?' She demanded.
'For God's sake Ginny there's no one! It's just you.'
'So why can't you get it up?' Draco choked into his pumpkin juice, as far as he was concerned Harry had no problem.
'I don't know but I'll work on it.' Ginny sighed.
'There's someone else. Where else have you been sneaking out to?' Harry remained silent. 'There we go – there is someone.' Ginny flicked her hair and turned to walk off. Harry went to follow her.
'Gin-' The girl in question whirled around to face him.
'Don't you dare Harry James Potter! Don't you dare. We're finished – no one cheats on me and gets away with it.' She slapped Harry hard around the face and the surrounding vicinity gasped. Several teachers stood but Dumbledore waved them back down. He, of course, knew exactly what was going, he just didn't know why they were staging their break up. Ginny 'humphed' in smugness and stalked from the hall. Harry ran after her yelling her name.
Complete silence filled the hall while it all sank in then one Hufflepuff stood on the table.
'Bagsy Harry next!' She cried. Many girls moaned in defeat, each wanting to be the one to have a claim on him. Draco rolled his eyes, if only they knew. Smirking he went back to his breakfast.
Back in the boys dorm in Gryffindor tower Harry and Ginny collapsed with giggles.
'That went well I think.' Harry smiled at her. 'Thank you.'
'You're wel-' She cut off at voices on the stairs.'Quick, plead through the door.' Puzzled Harry followed her as she went into the bathroom. Locking the door she gave loads of shuddering sobs. 'How could you?' She shrieked through the door. Harry knocked gently on the door as the other boys burst in.
'Gin...sweetheart..'
'Don't 'sweetheart' me!'
'Okay,okay no sweetheart, but please just listen.'
'Noooooo.' She wailed. Harry marveled at her acting skills as more sobs sounded through the door.
'Not co-operating is she mate?' Harry turned to face Ron. He shook his head. 'Give her time.' Ron looked around the room. 'Er Harry...why did she come to the boys dorm?' Harry panicked. Now he needed an excuse.
'She wanted to keep having a go at me and I can't get into the girls' so she came here and I followed.' The bathroom door opened to reveal a tear streaked faced Ginny.
'You selfish jerk! I came to get my stuff.' To prove a point, Ginny reached under Harry's duvet and pulled out a pair of her knickers which they had planted there shortly before breakfast, should the boys have followed them out the hall – which they did. Hiccuping dramatically, Ginny left the dorm yelling 'I hope you never get it up again!' Behind her. Silence filled the dorm as Harry exhaled slowly. He would never repeat it again. Ron shuffled his feet and rubbed the back of his neck.
'Erm ... Harry mate?' Harry turned to face him. 'Do...Do you...Do you...' Harry rolled his eyes.
'Do I have trouble getting it up?' Ron nodded. 'No I don't.'
'Oh okay then because I thought that if you did...'
'I don't Ron so can we drop it now?' Ron nodded and Harry gave a brief nod in thanks and left the dorm.
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'What about Molly Henshaw? She's pretty and very willing. Apparently.' Ron added hastily at Hermione's glance.
'No Ron, I'm not interested.' Harry sighed again. Ever since his break up with Ginny five days ago, Ron had pushed names of numerous females willing to be with him at him and he was sick of it. He really wanted to turn around and tell them who he was really with but he knew Ron would kill him and so would Draco.
What I'm trying to say is that you need to get over Ginny. You say you don't have a problem with getting it up so go out there and prove it.' Harry rolled his eyes. The rumor mill had been gossiping about the truth lingering behind Ginny's claim that he 'couldn't get it up.' As had been expected, many girls had claimed to be the one to cure him from this 'ailment'. Ginny has said that putting up with a few sex-mad-for-the-hero fans was the least he could do considering what he had put her through. Harry had reluctantly agreed. Neither had banked on Ron trying to set Harry up.
'Oh for Gods sake Ron give it a rest.' Hermione butt it and Harry sent her a grateful smile. She smiled back and breakfast resumed.
The propositions for girls kept coming at Harry and he found himself getting more and more annoyed with them. Draco wasn't helping by randomly running his hands over him whenever they happened to pass in the corridors, promising him of what was to come. Harry had apologised to Ginny in front of the whole school and they had become fast friends. So much so that Harry requested her help in order for him to sneak out and see Draco.
A week after Harry had been caught by Ginny, Harry was getting impatient. It was approximately seven o'clock and Draco would be waiting but he couldn't slip away. Ever since Ginny had pointed out that Harry had been missing some nights, Ron and Hermione had been paying more attention to him in the evenings. As a result they were having a heated debate about whether Voldemort would strike within the next year or not. A heated debate Harry wasn't listening to.
'Harry you're going to be late – Snape'll kill you!' Ginny's voice snapped Harry out of his daze.
'Huh?'
'Your detention! The one Snape gave you for almost catching us...Last week?' Ron looked up.
'How can Snape give you a detention if he never caught you?' Ginny fixed Ron with a glare.
'Because the next day Snape found Harry just before breakfast and said he had detention for sneaking out after curfew. Of course Harry denied it but Snape said he had smelt Harry's scent after he had fled. Kinda creeped me out really.'
'Oh.' Was all Ron said before turning back to talk to Hermione again. Harry sent Ginny a brief smile and nodded in thanks as he raced up to get his cloak and map. Luckily Ron didn't see him leaving with either of the items.
Harry raced long to the old Transfiguration classroom and hurled himself inside. Feeling his heart sink, Harry realised it was empty. As he turned to leave, he noticed a piece of paper lingering on a desk as if held there by a sticking charm. Walking over to it Harry realised Draco had left him a note. Counteracting the charm, Harry picked up the note and read it.
How stupid do you think I am Potter? We would merely be caught in the same compromising position again – can't think how that Weaselette managed to sneak through our wards. Anyway, I'm in the room- you know which one I mean Potter so hurry, I'm getting bored.
Harry tucked the note into his pocket and raced to the seventh floor. Pacing in front of the wall three times, Harry felt his heart thumping, would Draco still be there? As the door appeared Harry wrenched it open and in his eagerness to see Draco, tripped over his feet and ended up sprawling on the floor in front of him.
'Elegant as always Potter.' Draco drawled. Harry looked up to see a hand being thrust in his face. Taking it he hauled himself to his feet, pushed the door shut with his foot and twisted Draco around so his back was on the door. 'What now Potter? Care to dominate for once?'
Harry felt a thrill of desire run down his spine at these words and leant forward to capture Draco's lips in a fierce kiss. Draco opened his mouth eagerly accepting the challenge Harry was giving him and their tongues battled for dominance. Draco let Harry win and sighed as Harry kissed a path down his neck. Biting and nibbling, Harry opened Draco's shirt and slipped his hand inside, caressing the torso on offer to him. Draco sighed into Harry's mouth and reached to unbutton Harry's shirt, only to have his hands batted away by the raven haired boy.
'Not until I say so.' Draco grunted and Harry pulled him into another rolling kiss. Before Draco had time to lose himself in the kiss Harry broke it off and kissed his way back down Draco's chest. Sliding the shirt off Draco's shoulders, Harry stepped back to look at how Draco was faring and was please to see that Draco was not in a good condition. Oh his pride would suffer if anyone found out Harry Potter had brought him to a quivering mess with a few kisses. Before he could dwell on the thought, Harry leaned down and took one of Draco's nipples in his mouth and teased it with his tongue. Draco arched into him and Harry kept one hand on his shoulder to hold him in place while his other hand fiddled with Draco's belt buckle. Switching attention to the other nipple, Harry slipped his hand into Draco's boxers and took hold of the cock he found there. With the tip already wet with precum, Draco was quivering mess dying to come. Harry looked into Draco's eyes and gently stroked the cock earning himself a groan from the blonde boy. He kissed his way up Draco's neck as Draco came nearer to the edge and captured his lips again in a demanding kiss. Draco kissed back eagerly, tongues meeting and battling, with Harry winning again. Harry smiled into the kiss and drew back chuckling, he removed his hand from Draco's boxers and pushed the trousers and underwear down.
Draco gasped as cold air circulated around his cock and then gasped again when it was encased in a hot mouth. Throwing his head back in pleasure, Draco was reminded he was against a wall, and a hard one at that. Putting his hands in Harry's hair, Draco edged his lover one as his cock was thoroughly sucked. Harry swirled his tongue around the base before pulling back up, before the cock could leave his mouth he swept back down to the bottom and continued his sucking. Draco felt himself come closer to that edge and silently cursed himself for letting Harry Potter make a incomprehensible mess out of him. Before the cursing got to severe, Draco came and leant back as he let his orgasm wash over him. He was faintly aware of rustling but didn't pay attention to it.
When the world came back into focus, he realised the rustling had been Harry getting undressed. Now standing naked before each other, Draco felt himself get hard once more. Harry gave a wicked smile before leading Draco over to the bed that had conveniently appeared. Feeling anxious as he had never bottomed before, Draco allowed himself to be leant down into the pillows as Harry renewed his assault on his chest. Draco felt himself responding to Harry's kisses and closed his eyes, only to snap them open when he felt Harry's fingers trailing his crack.
'Harry..' he whispered.
'Sssshh.' Harry cut him off with a kiss. 'It'll be alright.' Draco still panicked.
'How do you know?'
'I have a fantastic teacher.' Draco smiled and went in for a rolling kiss. Pulling away, Harry summoned some lube. Coating his fingers in the slimy substance, Harry placed one finger at Draco's entrance. 'Relax.' He whispered before sliding it in gently. Draco arched into him and clutched Harry's shoulders painfully. Harry, refusing to be deterred, merely pushed in and out with it slowly relaxing Draco. Once Draco was relaxed enough, he added another one, scissoring them together and stretching Draco. With Draco's nod, Harry added another digit and Draco almost howled. Two was bearable but three...that was damn near torture. He was about to tell Harry to stop when Harry brushed against a spot which sent a shudder through him.
'What was that?' Harry brushed it again and Draco moaned.
'That?'
'Yeah...' Draco replied breathlessly.
'That's me being a sex god.' Under normal circumstances Draco would have smacked Harry upside the head but he was being to pleasurable to Draco at present time. It wouldn't be convenient. Draco was about to rock back on the fingers when they were removed. Draco looked over to see Harry covering his own cock with the lube. Draco felt panic rise in him but forced it back, it wouldn't do to show Potter he was afraid. Harry poised himself at Draco's entrance and waited for Draco, bracing himself Draco gripped onto Harry's shoulders and nodded. Harry slid himself into Draco and almost came. He was so tight.
'Is it in yet?' Harry chuckled.
'Not even half way.' Draco groaned and a tear slipped out the corner of his eye, Harry leant over and caught it with his lips. Kissing his way down Draco's cheek, Harry covered his lips and kissed him deeply. Draco's tongue came out to meet Harry's and Harry massaged it with his own, calming down Draco as he entered him. Once fully sheathed, Harry pulled away from the kiss and looked into Draco's eye. 'I have to move.' Draco nodded and gripped harder onto Harry's shoulders. Harry pulled back out and thrust himself back into Draco's heat. Draco's eyes widened with pain but he motioned for Harry to go again. Harry did so and behind the pain Draco felt something that wasn't so bad.
After a couple more thrusts Draco's pain left him and was replaced by something he did not know. It was pleasure but it was so much pleasure it made his heart jump and his cock twitch. As if sending out it's own private message to be touched, Harry reached down and grasped it firmly. Stroking it to match his thrusts, Harry pumped into Draco. Draco raised his hips to meet Harry's thrusts and silently wondered why he had never done this before, it was incredible. They set up a fast rhythm, strokes meeting thrusts and thrusts meeting hips. Harry felt himself coming closer to the edge along with Draco.
'I'm gonna...' Draco cut him off with a kiss and Harry came hard and hot into Draco, filling him with his seed. Draco came with a cry that was almost muted by Harry's kiss but Harry caught it. It was his name. Heart swelling, Harry collapsed on Draco, a thin layer of sweat covering their bodies. Silently he pulled out of Draco and rolled over. Draco rolled over and leant his head against Harry's chest. Harry fiddled with Draco's hair when a thought came to him.
'I love you.' He blurted out. Draco raised his head to meet Harry's gaze.
'What?'
A/N There will be two/three chapters in this so don't panic :D Please Review !
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