A Secret Relationship
Summary:
After a rough 5th year. Harry finds himself in a secret relationship. But what happens when others find out? Harry/Draco. Mentions Harry/Blaise and Harry/Charlie.
Disclaimer: These are not my characters, they belong to JK Rowling.
Chapter 1:
Harry groaned into the warm, naked body that lay next to him as a hand softly stroked his back.
"I wish it wasn't like this." The body whispered.
"It will get better. I promise." Harry whispered back, "But we both know the risks."
The body didn't answer but stopped his stroking and cuddled closer now resting his arm over the lean body that lay before him.
After several minutes Harry spoke. "Draco? You awake?"
"Mmhmm" he mumbled.
"I have to get going. Hermione will tell if I don't come back tonight."
"Okay, Fine." Draco said sitting up and grabbing his gray T-shirt that lay discarded at the bottom of the bed. Harry climbed out while looking around for his clothing, spotting his trousers haphazardly laying near the door and his tie hanging from the bedpost he began to get dressed.
"I'll see you tomorrow, same time then." Harry said leaning in and giving Draco a short yet fiery kiss. "Bye." He faintly heard Draco's goodbye as he slipped out the door only to encounter three of his boyfriend's roommates. Blasie, Crabbe and Goyle all sat facing the door looking as though they had been trying to get into the warded room for quite a bit.
"About time." Blaise said smirking as he got up and headed in the room Harry just left. Crabbe and Goyle followed suit leaving Harry to exit the Slytherin common room by himself. He slid on his invisibility cloak just to be sure he wouldn't encounter any other housemates of Draco's.
He exited the dungeons and headed to the Gryffindor tower. Once inside the safety of his house he removed the cloak only to realize it was too soon. His bushy hair friend stormed her way over to him in a matter of seconds.
"Harry James Potter! Where do you keep going every single night?" she shouted, as Harry glanced around the common room and to his relief, found it empty besides his best mate sleeping on the sofa with his Transfiguration book on his chest.
"Oh, hanging out with the Slytherins." He said smirking because he knew that Hermione wouldn't believe it anyways.
"That is not funny! I am a prefect. I should take points, report you to McGonagall, report you to the headmaster!" She shouted effectively waking Ron up. He sat up looking confused for a minute then spotted them and walked over.
"Hermione leave Harry alone. He's got to have a good reason." Ron said. "He's probably been shagging someone, sure looks like it."
"I have not. Just leave me alone, ever since the beginning of this year you have been on me. And it may be hard for you to understand, but this year isn't going so poorly, yeah, Sirius is dead, I understand that but Snape and I worked on that…" Harry yelled out before promptly shutting his mouth.
Now it was Ron's turn to look angry. "Snape? What are you doing with him? Oh god, your shagging Snape." His eyes got huge as he paled.
"Ronald, don't be stupid. Harry isn't shagging anyone, and if he was, it wouldn't be a professor. That's against the rules." Hermione said in her matter of fact tone.
"Since when does he follow the rules?"
"Hello? I'm standing right here."Harry said but his comment went unnoticed as his friends bickered on.
"Harry obviously doesn't follow rules, but Snape would not put himself in danger by shagging a student, ANY student, least of all The Boy Who Lived!" She huffed, glared at Ron then stormed off to the girl's dormitory. Ron appeared to have forgotten that Harry was still there as he too stomped off but in the opposite direction to the 6th year boy's dormitory.
Harry sat down on the couch that Ron was sleeping on just 5 minutes before and thought about how he was going to tell his best friends, he was in love with their enemy since 1st year.
Two months ago, Harry was getting on the train, Hermione and Ron ventured off for prefect duties so he looked around for an empty compartment. The very last one was open so he opened the door, sat down and pulled out the Daily Prophet.
HARRY POTTER, YOUNGEST BACHELOR.
Harry Potter who will begin his 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been named the most eligible bachelor. His love life, which is rumored to include dozens of little thrifts with the young ladies with whom attend the same school, is bound to get more exciting as his young years progress.
Harry sighed and leaned his head against the window. His kiss with Cho, where she had been crying, was the only 'young lady' that he experience with. Young men on the other hand had more of a list than one single kiss from one single bloody girl. He decided he was gay when during 5th year, and his flamingly gay roommate Seamus was there to offer help in the ways he needed. After his one night with Seamus, he decided he was gay, but despite Seamus's offer, Harry stilled liked him better as a friend. Harry soon found he was seeking out random bed partners but was, according to Seamus, limited to Slytherins. After a two month secret relationship with Blaise, Harry had gotten very use to spending the time in the dungeons. But once Draco found out it went downhill from there.
Harry had already found out too many things he shouldn't have from hiding in the boy's dormitory, sedated from amazing sex, under his invisibility cloak. Draco was furious with Blaise but then began to accept Harry being there. He would rather know than not. Harry had found out that Blaise, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle were all opposed to Voldemort's ideas and Draco and he had become friends. Too good of friend when one day he went to see Blaise, but he wasn't there and found himself alone with Draco, he was surprised when he and Draco had just been sitting around waiting for Blaise, and Draco kissed him. He hadn't even known Draco was gay. Blasie didn't even find out but soon Harry had got whisked away by the vision from Voldemort and with the death of Sirius, Harry fell apart, breaking it off with Blaise and shutting himself up for the remainder of the year.
Over the summer Harry spent the beginning at the Dursleys who were more than happy to work him hard knowing that his law breaking god-father was dead. After his allotted time there Dumbledore allowed Harry to move to the Weasley's for the rest of the summer, and as it turned out Charlie was home from Romania as well. Harry had spent the first night at the Burrow outside for hours until Charlie came out and got him. Harry was lonely enough to kiss his best mates brother, without even knowing his sexual preference. That one night of depression turned out to be a late summer relationship that was again hidden from everyone in the family in fear that Molly would make it end sooner than it had too.
Then he departed the Weasley household and encounter Draco on the train, he had ventured, with Crabbe and Goyle guarding, into the compartment and proceeded to become what Blaise and Charlie once were. At first it hurt. He didn't want to get into something again; he was so tired of hidden relationships. All he wanted was a normal life, where nothing had to stay a secret because others might be killed or abandoned.
Standing up from the couch, Harry walked up the narrow spiral staircase to the boy's dormitory. The soft snores from his year mates confirmed that they had forgotten about him, he climbed in bed, thinking of how nice it felt to have Draco's seekers body curled up with his. With that image in his head, he slowly drifted off to sleep.
