Hiding Away
Chapter Two - Kinky.
Now that two weeks had passed since Harry's friends had found out the truth, Ron was finally starting to get used to it. When Hermione and Ron came for a visit (twice a week) Draco used to leap on Harry, or something like that. Hermione laughed at this, but Ron always just gave a weak smile, obviously not fully used to it. But one day, Draco had a little 'joke' up his sleeve...
The next day, Ron and Hermione were going to visit. Without telling Harry, Draco sent them an owl, asking them to come at 7.30 am. They both replied, saying yes. That night Draco refused to go to bed, and kept Harry from going to bed too. Butterbeer, snogging, perfect night-in. And to end this night, they, well... You know. Draco managed to get up extra early, that morning, although he was extremely tired.
One hour later, the two arrived, though Harry still lay asleep. "So..." Started Hermione. "Where's Harry?" "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'll just take you to him" And with that, Draco turned on his heel and strode off, trusting Hermione and Ron to follow. Which they did. They entered the bedroom, which was quite dark, though they could clearly see Harry. Both Hermione and Ron's eyes opened wide, now looking like they had two saucers each, instead of eyes. Harry lay there, peacefully asleep. That wasn't all. On his head rested black 'bunny' ears, around his neck was tied a dark bow-tie, and of course Draco's handcuffs were gripping his wrist, and the other side was holding onto the bed. Draco burst into laughter. Draco strode up to Harry, and slapped his arse, playfully. "Ohhh Harry," Grinned Draco, "Look who's here to see you..." Harry's eyes slowly opened, he opened his mouth, letting out a yawn. He sat up, but was quickly pulled back by the handcuffs. "What the?..." Harry soon found out what he was wearing, and that Hermione and Ron were in the same room. "Harry, ya kinky boy." Draco flashed Harry a small, amused wink, and left the room laughing.
"I knew he hadn't changed." Hissed Ron, half an hour later. Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, he's changed alot, but not completely, anyway, he only ment it as a joke, not to spite Harry." Snapped Hermione. Ron left the room, and found Draco sitting on a chair, back turned to him. Ron grabbed Draco's shoulder and turned him round. "What did you do that for?" Barked Ron. "Was it to spite Harry? Or have you found out my secret, and it was to spite me?" Draco raised an eyebrow. He was curious, but his expression lay motionless. "I know plently of your secrets," He lied. Draco watched Ron's 'how' expression for two seconds. " I have my ways. So, which one?" Ron sighed, turned away, and began to walk. Draco grinned to his self. "I'll find out Ron... Oh I'll find out, for sure."
Now that two weeks had passed since Harry's friends had found out the truth, Ron was finally starting to get used to it. When Hermione and Ron came for a visit (twice a week) Draco used to leap on Harry, or something like that. Hermione laughed at this, but Ron always just gave a weak smile, obviously not fully used to it. But one day, Draco had a little 'joke' up his sleeve...
The next day, Ron and Hermione were going to visit. Without telling Harry, Draco sent them an owl, asking them to come at 7.30 am. They both replied, saying yes. That night Draco refused to go to bed, and kept Harry from going to bed too. Butterbeer, snogging, perfect night-in. And to end this night, they, well... You know. Draco managed to get up extra early, that morning, although he was extremely tired.
One hour later, the two arrived, though Harry still lay asleep. "So..." Started Hermione. "Where's Harry?" "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'll just take you to him" And with that, Draco turned on his heel and strode off, trusting Hermione and Ron to follow. Which they did. They entered the bedroom, which was quite dark, though they could clearly see Harry. Both Hermione and Ron's eyes opened wide, now looking like they had two saucers each, instead of eyes. Harry lay there, peacefully asleep. That wasn't all. On his head rested black 'bunny' ears, around his neck was tied a dark bow-tie, and of course Draco's handcuffs were gripping his wrist, and the other side was holding onto the bed. Draco burst into laughter. Draco strode up to Harry, and slapped his arse, playfully. "Ohhh Harry," Grinned Draco, "Look who's here to see you..." Harry's eyes slowly opened, he opened his mouth, letting out a yawn. He sat up, but was quickly pulled back by the handcuffs. "What the?..." Harry soon found out what he was wearing, and that Hermione and Ron were in the same room. "Harry, ya kinky boy." Draco flashed Harry a small, amused wink, and left the room laughing.
"I knew he hadn't changed." Hissed Ron, half an hour later. Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, he's changed alot, but not completely, anyway, he only ment it as a joke, not to spite Harry." Snapped Hermione. Ron left the room, and found Draco sitting on a chair, back turned to him. Ron grabbed Draco's shoulder and turned him round. "What did you do that for?" Barked Ron. "Was it to spite Harry? Or have you found out my secret, and it was to spite me?" Draco raised an eyebrow. He was curious, but his expression lay motionless. "I know plently of your secrets," He lied. Draco watched Ron's 'how' expression for two seconds. " I have my ways. So, which one?" Ron sighed, turned away, and began to walk. Draco grinned to his self. "I'll find out Ron... Oh I'll find out, for sure."