Secrets
The trees whirled outside the fogged glass windows on the Hogwarts Express. It was a dreary day. Dark clouds swirled overhead. Harry stared into the clouds, imagining a new life in a new world.
He still couldn't get over the fact that he was a wizard. Life has always been… a bit unusual. Strange things always seemed to follow Harry, but he wrote it off for coincidence. When a giant named Hagrid showed up on his front stoop, Harry knew his life was going to change.
On the train, Harry sat in a compartment alone contemplating his new identity at Hogwarts. Ok, so now he was a wizard. Possibly a famous wizard. But could he really be himself? He always hid his "magical" side from his Aunt and Uncle, but what about his true self? His thoughts? His desires?
Harry's thoughts were interrupted when a freckled faced boy banged his compartment door open and stumbled inside.
"Hello, name's Ron. Are you a first year too?" the boy asked extending his hand out to Harry.
"Yeah, I'm Harry." He felt self-conscious introducing himself to the strange red head but it was his first step in this new world.
"Well, let's hope we get there soon. I'm starving!" Ron said as he reached in his pocket and pulled out a wand. "You know any spells yet? My brothers have been teaching me a few. Want to have a go?"
Harry stared dumb founded as Ron held his wand up and exclaimed, "Peperpulus vultus!" Harry screamed as Ron's face turned Barney purple.
"Da Fuck!" Ron yelled as he caught image of himself in the window. "My dumb ass brothers, I'm going to go teach them a thing or two!" And he ran out of the compartment, purple face in all.
Harry chucked to himself, thinking Ron was going to be a great amusement and friend at school. If this was the beginning, what was next?
He resumed staring out the window when he heard the compartment door slide open once again. He turned expecting Ron back but instead was face to face with a tall, striking blonde hair boy. They stood staring at each other for a minute until the boy broke the silence.
"I've heard all about you. The boy wonder. Harry Potter himself."
Harry didn't know what to say. Was he being friendly or threatening?
"And you'll soon know all about me too. I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco stood tall, his broad shoulders flexed under his forest green sweater. He was obviously athletic and his fitted dress slacks showed his figure underneath.
"Nice to meet you Draco. I'm Harry." Harry awkwardly stuck out his hand as a peace treaty.
"Yeah, we already covered that." Draco swatted his hand away but moved in closer to Harry. They were standing inches from each other. Harry could feel the heat from Draco's body as he pressed up against him.
"I know all about you Potter. Everything."
The way he said everything made Harry's body shudder. What did he mean? Did he really know about him? Harry's hands were shaking and were luckily hidden underneath his long cloak.
"Umm.. I'm… I'm not quite sure what you mean." Harry stuttered out, voice cracking as he soon inches from Draco's perfect physique.
"This is what I mean." And Draco leaned into Harry and planted his warm, place lips on Harry's. Harry's body began to quiver and he immediately felt light headed. What was going on? Draco's kiss was absolutely perfect; soft, sensual, but commanding. Harry couldn't do anything but reciprocate and began pressing harder against Draco. Draco's tongue began to trace the outside edges of Harry's. All the blood in Harry's body began rushing and he could barely stand up anymore. What was happening?
Within seconds, the kiss was over. Draco quickly turned and rushed out of the compartment. Before slamming the door, he stuck his head back in and whispered, "Meet me after the sorting hat." Just as quickly as it all happened, he was gone.
Harry's head was still swirling with excitement. How did he know? Could he read his mind? Who else knew about his secret desires, his true self? Harry was covered in a cold sweat but tingled with warmth. How would he know where to meet Draco after the ceremony? And why?
The compartment door opened again and Ron came bursting back in, "That'll teach them!" His face was normal color, except for a new bruise forming along his jawline. "So what's new Harry?"
Harry stared awkwardly at Ron, heart pounding with excitement and lust at the new possibilities and a new life at Hogwarts.
