Hey! (I say that a lot, don't I? :P ) This is my new fic "Expected Denial". It's a fic featuring an abusive Harry and his boyfriend, Colin. Now before you go apeshit, I've made Harry this way because I wanted a change of venue. Out of many abusive fics, I've noticed Harry is normally the abused one. It's few in between that I see him as the aggressor...in anything, abuse or otherwise. If that bothers you, then I'm sorry. I don't wish to see Harry as someone who's always the victim and can do no wrong every damn day. Also, I didn't put Harry with Draco because...well...that's done a lot. I still love a good Harry/Draco piece but I wanted to try another character and to me, Colin fit the bill. This is AU, so Colin and Harry are in the same year.
There will be some scenes of abuse later on...so, it that makes you uncomfortable...overlook it or leave. There will also be details of sexual content and language.
Author's Note and Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Period. Any mistakes-grammatical/spelling/punctuation/etc...are my own. Please feel free to help point them out!
Enjoy!
Chapter One- New Tutor
"Tempus."
The time read 6:30 am, it was time to wake up. Turning on his side, Colin smiled. Next to him, Harry was still sound asleep.
Reaching over, he moved his fingers through Harry's black locks. "Harry, it's six-thirty. Better hurry or we'll miss breakfast."
"Aw, Monday again? Damn, I wish it was still Sunday."
"Me too, but I'd like a shower before I eat. Care to join me?"
That seemed to help him wake up. "Sure thing, love. Let's go."
Peeking through the scarlet bedcurtains, they saw everyone else had vacated.
Grinning mischievously, Harry dragged an equally nude Colin to the shower. They were in there a little longer than expected, Harry had a hard-on, so as Harry's boyfriend, Colin felt it was his duty to relieve him of it. Gripping Colin's wet, long light blonde hair, Harry shuddered and emptied into Colin's waiting mouth.
"Mmm, Harry...you taste wonderful." Colin smiled, licking around his full rosy lips.
"And you were bloody brilliant, as usual." Harry pulled him up for a lengthy kiss before finishing their shower.
Out of Gryffindor tower, Harry and Colin walked arm in arm, as they normally did on the way to breakfast. Harry appeared stoic and calm as Colin was blissful and content, laying his head on Potter's shoulder as they entered the Great Hall. Harry asked Colin to go out with him last year and they've been together ever since...much to the disappointment of the numerous teenage girls and several boys that had their eyes on the Golden Boy.
''Why Colin?'' they ask, wondering why he chose Creepy Creevey over any one of them. Unlike Colin, they didn't stalk around Hogwarts and blind people with that sodding camera flash. If Harry would respond, he'd say ''Because there's more to Colin than what you see. You'd know if you gave him a chance."
Sitting at Harry's right, Colin began making his own plate. Harry did the same, participating in the general banter.
"Morning, guys. How'd you sleep?"
"Ergh, same as I normally would on a fucking Sunday night."
"Ron! Language!"
"Aw come on, 'Mione...I have a right to complain as everybody else. Mondays are terrible."
"They're only terrible if you make them that way.."
Harry and Colin shook their heads, they loved watching Hermione and Ron's light bickering in the mornings. It wouldn't be the same without it.
"Harry, how'd you fare on your Ancient Runes test last Thursday?" Dean queried.
Harry sighed. "I did all right, it wasn't an 'O'...more like an 'E'. It's not enough to need tutoring."
"You're so lucky, Harry. I'm pulling close to a 'P' in there. I need to find a tutor." Colin frowned, propping his head upon his hand.
"Why don'cha ask Percy? He can help ya ou'." Ron responded with a mouthful of food. He did that often, too.
Colin appeared thoughtful "Yeah, you're right. I could ask Percy. He could help me or find someone that will. Thanks, Ron."
"Anytime."
"Please stop talking with your mouth full...it's gross!" Ginny groaned, moving her plate away.
After breakfast, Colin pulled Percy to the side. "Um, if you're not too busy, is there a chance you could tutor me in Ancient Runes? I need improvement."
The Head Boy replied "I'm sorry, Colin. My student list is full, but I can ask Professor McGonagall to see if anyone's available. She oversees the tutors."
Colin grinned in relief. "Great! I'll uh, I'll be around later if you find out anything or she could tell me...whichever comes first."
He saw Harry was waiting patiently for him at the door. "Well, see ya!"
Waving him goodbye, Percy smiled to himself. 'I'm glad to see him so enthusiastic about learning.'
After dinner, in Professor McGonagall's office...
McGonagall was currently grading last Friday's exams for her third-year class when she heard knocking at her door.
The matron called "You may enter."
Stepping through the door was Graham Montague, a seventh-year Slytherin, Chaser and one of the various student tutors. "You needed to see me, Professor?"
She looked up from her grading and pulled down her bifocals.
"Yes, I did, Mr. Montague. I've taken notice that your number of students have decreased immensely over the past year. Are there any problems in particular you would care to inform me about?"
The raven-haired Snake shook his head, remaining impassive. "I'm afraid there are none. They've simply stopped coming."
"I see. Well, since you have room, there is one who needs assistance in Ancient Runes and that is one of your fields of expertise."
"Indeed. Who is the student in question?"
"Colin Creevey, fifth-year Gryffindor."
His right dark eye twitched slightly. "Colin Creevey?"
"Yes, Mr. Creevey."
"Uh huh.." Graham wasn't completely shocked over the idea of tutoring a muggleborn, he's had several..but he didn't expect this one. The camera-toting, Golden Boy-stalking...now dating...muggleborn Lion.
"I trust that you will act in exemplary behavior and not run this one off with your cheek?"
Graham held back a smirk. Oh, she knew how most of them 'stopped coming'. "I'm sure I can, Professor. This is my last year, why not enjoy it and help someone who needs it?"
"When can you start?"
"Tomorrow evening in the library, around 5."
"I'll relay the message. Goodnight, Mr. Montague."
"And to you."
When he left, Minerva rolled her eyes 'Very charitable of you. By the grace of Merlin, Colin will be able to withstand his retorts. The gods make miracles every day...hopefully this will be one.'
Now in the Slytherin seventh-year boys' dorm...
"Yo, Montague. What did the frigid cat need to see you about?" Flint oh-so-casually asked.
"She simply said I have a new student to tutor."
"Oh, and who would this unsuspecting soul be?"
"Creevey."
"Which one?"
"Colin."
"Creepy Creevey? This should be good."
"Careful, Flint. He's dating Potter and you don't want to piss off Dumbles' golden boy." Warrington taunted.
"Aw, please. What's he gonna do to me? I'll sit on him."
"You'll sit on anyone...especially Weasley." The beater winked, causing Flint to sneer and avert his ice blue eyes.
Yes, Marcus was dating Percy...the perfect, pompous, broomstick-in-the-arse Head Boy and it was hilarious but cute to Cassius. From what he hears, the saying is true. Redheads are the wildest in bed.
Adrian smirked "Graham, tell us..how long you think Creevey will last under your silver tongue?"
"I'll give it a week at the latest. Who knows, maybe this one won't act like such a sensitive bitch."
"How is that possible? He's all lovey-dovey with Potter when they do show affection in the corridors."
"Why do you look?"
Terence scrunched his face as he answered "I don't get what he sees in Potter. So what if he's a 'celebrity', a parselmouth and survived the Killing Curse, he's just like everyone else. I don't see what's so special about him."
"I dunno and I don't care. It's none of my concern and shouldn't be yours, either. You have Adrian to worry about." Graham retorted.
"Of course I do and I love him to death but still, I can't help but have this feeling about Potter. Something seems a tad off."
"You think something's off with everyone." Bletchley snorted.
"Hey, I'd rather have a tiny inkling than to be absolutely blind..."
Graham gathered his shower bag and robe as his fellow snakes blabbered back and forth, heading to the shower through the door in their dorm.
Allowing the hot water to cascade down his pale skin, he mused 'Terence has yet to be wrong...I have to give him that.'
Tuesday afternoon, around 4:30..
"Colin!" The blonde turned from his gentle kiss with Harry on the courtyard ledge.
Percy walked over to them.
"Hey, what's up?"
"You've got a new tutor."
"All right! Uh, who is it?"
"Well, it's Graham Montague."
Colin's face fell in apprehension. He, like everyone else, is quite familiar about Montague's use of blatant sarcasm and sharp wit and how he tends to scare people away... add that to his height, his striking near-vampiric appearance and the fact he's Slytherin, he was quite intimidating.
"Now don't look like that. You asked for help and you're getting it. He's not that terrible. Montague's very proficient in Ancient Runes and he's the best shot you have at better marks for right now."
Colin nodded. "Ok, when do I see him?"
"Tonight at 5 in the library."
'Aw, but Harry and I were having an afternoon snog. Nevertheless, I can't let my grades suffer...even if the snogging is incredible.' "Alright, well...I'll be there shortly. Thanks, Percy."
"You're welcome." Percy ambled off to the tower.
"Great, that puts a dent in our plan."
"I know Harry, but I can't fail. How about after I get back...I'll make it up to you? In bed tonight?"
"I'll be looking forward to it."
Kissing Harry once more, Colin left for the library.
''Is he gone yet?"
"He's gone."
"Good." Ginny peeked out from a darkened corridor and put her arms around Harry's shoulders.
"Colin's gonna be busy for a while..how about we take this somewhere private?"
"You're the boss, Harry. Lead the way."
*Dramatic music* What you think about that? :P Anyway, chapter 2 is up next! :)