Let U Go
(a H/D song fic to Ashley Parker Angel's new song)
Witch2b
"No way Hermione!" Harry Potter rose from his chair in the Gryffindor common room.
Hermione pleaded "Oh, but Harry…" Harry walked toward the boys dorms "Why me Hermione? Why me?"
"Because Harry, you're –" Harry spun around and grabbed her wrist. "Why, because I'm gay?" He scanned the empty common room as he hissed the last two words, making sure no one heard him.
Hermione looked at him strangely. "No Harry, because you're a musician."
He let go of her wrists and started to whine "But the talent show? What if I didn't want anyone else to know?"
Hermione started to panic as he continued up the stairs toward Ron, to which she knew Harry would not continue either subject in front of. "But you're so good! I like your music…You –Know-Who likes it to! He came with me once to talk to you, but you were playing so we left."
"Harry, now at the top of the stairs, turned around with a smart ass smile on his face. "Why Hermione, I didn't know you associated with Voldemort." He walked back down the stairs, and Hermione smiled and laughed.
"Now don't be so cocky, Harry, you know who I mean."
Harry now standing next to her, looked at her with barely contained laughter on his face, Hermione his mirror image. She managed to smile innocently at him and say "What?" But he just laughed.
"Now, as you were saying, I'm listening." Hermione smiled widely, and slyly lead him back to the couch. "Now Harry my friend, lets talk talent…"
When Hermione entered the Head Boy and Girl quarters and hour later, he found Draco Malfoy waiting patiently for her in front of the fire.
"Ahh, Granger, have a seat." He patted the space next to him on the couch, and she sat next to him. "So, will Potter be in your band?"
She nodded and smiled. "Yep. The school will be so surprised! Harry Potter in a band! I also talked to him about you, and he's pretty smitten, you should talk to him!"
The corners of Draco's mouth curved into a frown. "Well, there's something I need to tell you about that."
But she didn't even hear him. "…and the show is in four days! Only four days! You must come Draco and sit in the front row. It will be spectacular! Any way, I need to get to bed, lots to do tomorrow! Goodnight Draco."
He muttered goodnight in return and watched her hop up and practically skip into her room. After the door closed, he sighed in exasperation and lay back more into the sofa.
"Now Students," Dumbledore's amplified voice silenced the talking students, and turned their attention to the front of the Great Hall turned auditorium to the closed curtains behind him. "Our final act is the band Chemistry, and their mystery lead singer! Give them a round of applause."
The students gave a polite round of applause as the curtains swept open to reveal a totally blacked out stage. A familiar voice carried through the auditorium, sounding quite nervous. "I, umm, I wrote this song about someone, and they'll understand when they hear it. The rest of you, I hope you like it."
The crowd was immediately humming with questions as the music started and the male voice started singing almost immediately. At the first verse. A light shined on the drummer, Hermione Granger, then at the second part of the verse, another light shone on the bassist, Ginny Weasley, then at the bridge, the guitarist, Pansy Parkinson. The lead's spot was totally black, impossible to be seen by anyone. The crowd got into the music, bobbing their heads to the words.
"Broken Promises,
But you don't really mind.
It's not the first time,
And you know it,
Don't you now.
Tell me why it is,
You only smile inside
But when you break me
Into nothing
Don't you know?
It's not like
I haven't tried,
over and over again.
Stupid fights
Wrong or right
Goodbye…"
At that moment, the full spotlight blasted on and unveiled the singer with a collective gasp. In the half second before the chorus started, the audience took in Harry Potter fully. His tight Slytherin green shirt, tight muggle blue jeans and green and white trainers. His black electric guitar strapped in front of him, and his glasses-less eyes, piercing the crowd to their seats. One person didn't do anything however, since those piercing green eyes were locked on their mercury blue ones. Draco Malfoy just stared open mouthed at Harry, who smirked at him before singing the chorus.
"I remember when
You came with me that night
We said forever,
That you would never,
Let me go.
But here I am again,
With nothing left inside
No I don't wanna,
But I gotta
Let U Go."
The words washed over Draco as his brain clicked in realization, and mouthed 'Me?' to the singer, who nodded quickly and discreetly before starting the second verse.
"You're the one mistake
I really didn't mind
So beautifully, unmercifully
Took me down.
Too little and too late
So now I know your kind
You fake it easy
Just to please me,
Don't you know?
It's not like
We haven't tried
Over and over again
Stupid fights
Wrong or right
Goodbye…"
Draco gasped lightly as his thoughts drifted back to two months ago, New Year's Eve. Which was, he guessed, the base of this song.
"Please Malfoy! Just come with me! You know you want to ditch this lame party as much as I do!" Harry drunkenly pushed Draco back a little, the transformed Great Hall swimming before both their eyes.
Draco smirked and downed the last of the Firewhiskey "Hell yes. Let's blow this joint." They ran through the open doors and around the school until they got to a door on the 7th floor near the Gryffindor portrait and went in. Draco looked around the common room in awe. "What is this?"
Harry walked in front of him a little bit. "These," he waved his arm around "are my private rooms."
Draco nodded in appreciation "Nice. Why are we here?"
Harry turned around and walked toward him slowly "So I can do this." He grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him close, smashing their lips together.
Draco responded in kind before pulling away and saying, "Now this is what I'm talking about." He pressed his lips back onto Harry's and parted them, as a gesture for more. Harry did the same and they eventually found themselves half naked on Harry's bed.
When Draco started to struggle with the button on Harry's pants, Harry stopped him. "Wait Draco! Are you sure about this? I mean, things might be a lot different after…"
Draco smirked and lowered his head down to Harry's ear, "Oh I'm surer than this," And pressed his rock hard cock firmly against Harry's. Harry moaned from deep in his throat and bucked his hips.
"Now," Draco rolled his hips hard against Harry's "are you sure that I'm sure about this?"
Harry growled "If you get these damn things off us, I sure as hell will."
Draco smirked and returned to undoing Harry's pants as quickly as possible "I thought you'd see it my way."
They found themselves caught within the thrones of passion for the rest of the night, and the following morning Draco snuck out, after giving Harry a kiss on his sleeping lips. The next days, they avoided each other completely and after that, when they spoke to one another, it was an insult. When their friends pestered them about lingering glances or a whispered name of each other while sleeping, they religiously denied it.
As the song ended, Harry tore his eyes away from Draco's and looked at the crowd, exhilarated at the applause and the fact that Draco finally knew how he felt. He smiled brightly as Hermione ran up to him and threw her arms around him. He leaned down and kissed her squarely on the mouth, quickly, and more to keep up appearances than anything else. She kissed him back, like always, then they broke apart and smiled at the crowd as the curtains closed.
He looked at her sheepishly, "Sorry Herm, just very exhilarated is all."
She laughed. "Don't worry about it. I know your heart belongs to another."
He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Come on," He wrapped a strong arm around her waist and rubbed her back. "I'll walk you to your dorms on the way to mine."
Later, Harry was lounging in his common room reading a book when he heard a knock at the door. "Come in!" he shouted, and heard the door open and shut. When he looked up, he saw Draco Malfoy at the end of his couch.
"Ahh, I wondered if you would come or not. I'm guessing you were out in the audience tonight."
Draco scoffed, "Don't be coy Potter, your eyes were locked on mine the whole time." Harry raised and eyebrow and put his book on the table. "All right, I was. You don't usually notice when I look at you though." Draco winced a little and looked down. He looked at Harry again and opened his mouth to say something, but looked down to the floor instead. He sat on the coffee table directly in front of Harry, and just looked at him, and Harry just looked right back. All of a sudden, Draco pressed his lips to Harry's and parted his lips, to which Harry did the same.
When Draco pulled away, his cheeks were wet, and his eyes shining with the tears he didn't cry. "Please," tears were rolling quickly down his cheeks now. "Please don't say goodbye, don't let me go."
Harry's mouth hung open as Draco continued, hiccupping with tears "You were never a mistake to me. I love you, I've loved you since last year."
"But," Harry looked both confused and angry "then why weren't you there when I woke up. You were embarrassed." Harry looked at Draco with accusing eyes "you were ashamed of me."
Draco shook his head quickly "No! I wasn't ashamed of you, I was ashamed…" He hung his head. "I was ashamed that I couldn't make our first time together special." He looked up and put his hand over Harry's heart, and one cupping his cheek. "My heart has, and will always and forever, belong to you Harry James Potter, and only you."
Harry placed his hand over Draco's on his cheek "I've loved you since I first saw you, since I beat you in Quidditch, I may have just realized it last year, but it's been there forever."
Their lips met in a sweet kiss that turned feverish by the second. Harry stood, and Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's waist and pulled off his T shirt, and threw it on the floor. Harry unbuttoned Draco's shirt so it hung at his wrists and waist, pushed him against the wall, and buried his head in his neck. He licked and kissed and nibbled and held Draco to him like a vampire to their prey. Draco ran his hands through Harry's hair and felt quite turned on by the way Harry was holding, and when he felt Harry bite his neck, he arched his back and moaned from deep in his throat. Harry sunk his teeth a little deeper into Draco's neck, and smirked at both his bodily and vocal responses. He was about to do it again when he heard a high shriek and a dull thud. He pulled himself away to see Hermione with a hand covering her mouth and Ron, out cold on the floor.
"Maybe we'll come back tomorrow, sorry you two." Hermione bent down and pulled Ron from the doorway and closed the door quickly behind her. She leaned back against the wall, looked at Ron, then the closed door, and laughed.