REVELATION OF HIDDEN FEELINGS
Chapter 2:
(RECAP)-
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down a little bit, Sirius continued in his normal voice that only held a strong tone of warning within it that was sure to let them all know that he was quite serious should they not listen.
"Now, I'm not so sure as to what has brought this all on, but I never thought that you would say something like that about anyone Harry. What is the matter with you? Did you all just sit back a joke around about Draco like that after all the hard work he's done to help us win the war AND need I remind you...all the work and great sacrifice of a lot of his magic to help bring me back from the veil. How could you say that about anyone Harry? Even someone like Draco? I thought you and he were in love. But apparently I was wrong. I guess you were only fucking around with him, while he was actually in love with you! Damn it Harry!!! I've never been so ashamed of you...of all of you...as much as I am right now. I can't even begin to describe how I am feeling right now. But when I've gotten everything together, we WILL have a talk."
Then calmly turning towards Molly Weasley, Sirius merely informed her that both he and Draco were going to eat their dinner upstairs and that he was going to be taking Draco's dinner to him. Curious, but knowing not to ask, Molly quickly made two spare plates full of food and gave them tentatively to Sirius. After grasping the two plates of food, Sirius then turned around and quickly strode away from the kitchen to meet Draco up on the stairs to lead him over towards the master bedroom where he resided.
Back down stairs in the kitchen, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny and a few other occupants were wondering just what was wrong with Sirius Black. Why had he yelled at his godson like he did and more importantly, why he was defending Draco Malfoy of all people to his very own godson Harry Potter that he cared for like he was his own son. Everyone but Remus Lupin were wondering just what had truly happened to Draco to make Sirius want to defend him in such a manner.
Remus wasn't at all curious about what had happened, seeing as he had already heard Draco's explanation to Sirius about what Harry had done, by accident of course through his werewolf senses of hearing. And remembering what Harry and his friends had said about Draco also made him quite disappointed and angry with them. However, it seemed that this situation with Draco had affected Sirius a lot more than he had originally thought it did. It seemed like he was defending him as not just an elder cousin, but almost like something closer. Something that would be forbidden to the others. But what that was, he just didn't know quite yet. Although, all he had to go on right now were just his suspicions.
Meanwhile, back upstairs in the master bedroom, Sirius and Draco were just finishing their dinners and laughing like crazy over one of Sirius' stories of a prank that he had once pulled on Draco's father Lucius turning his hair bright pink for over a week and for another one on Draco's godfather Severus, turning his hair Gryffindor colors of red and gold.
"So...hahahaha...then...then next...James suddenly comes up behind Lucius and...hahahaha...and...hahahaha...changes his outfit into a woman's sundress...right infront of everyone!" finally says Sirius as he tries to calm down from laughing so much that he was nearly crying and his back hurting.
Draco was in pretty much the same state as Sirius. Laughing and practically crying from hearing the end of Sirius' latest prank story from his days back in Hogwarts, Draco began to try and get himself together as best he could without embarrassing himself any further.
Finally, after a few minutes, Draco asked Sirius the question that has been on his mind ever since he could hear what Sirius had said defending him and to his godson of all people.
"Sirius, why did you defend me against Harry?"
Sirius immediately lightened up upon hearing that very question that he had hoped Draco would not ask so soon, but did. Sighing softly to himself for a moment and running a hand through his hair pulling out his hair-tie along the way, Sirius began pondering on how he answer Draco's question. Lie and tell a half-truth answer or just tell him the complete truth and face whatever consequences would arise from the situation.
Sparing a glance at Draco for a moment, Sirius immediately then made his decision, choosing the latter. Tell Draco the complete truth as to why he really defended him to Harry in such a manner.
"Alright I'll tell you. But you won't like it and if you don't want to talk to me, see me, or look at me anymore I'll understand."
Draco gave Sirius a questioning glance. However, before he could ask him why he was saying those things, Sirius interrupted with his final and only explanation that was as plain as day.
"I'm in love you Draco. And not in a way that is appropriate either."
Draco could hardly move. Hell, he could hardly breathe now that he's heard his cousin's reason for defending him to his godson. Gulping quite harshly, Draco shakily took a breath, licked his dry lips, and looked at Sirius in the eyes.
"Are you lying to me?"
Sirius shook his head no staring right back into Draco's own silver molten gray eyes that were a dominant trait from the Malfoy family. However, as he continued to stare into Draco's eyes, he could see that Draco also inherited a little bit of his navy blue color eyes from the Black family that came from Draco's mother Narcissa.
Draco tentatively stood up and walked over towards the window and stard out into the scenery of the back yard. A few minutes passed by and the tension seemed to thicken even more as neither one said a thing. Finally, Draco asked Sirius how long he's been in love with him and if he knew that Harry was cheating on him the whole time that they were together.
Sirius looked up at Draco's silhouette form infront of his window and answered his questions cautiously.
"I've been in love with you a few months after you helped rescue me from the Veil in the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry. Although, at the time, you and Harry seemed to be the perfect couple, so I just stood aside and let you be happy." Then taking a deep breath, Sirius continued. "As for the cheating...NO. I didn't know that Harry was cheating was you or else I would have told you straight out in the beginning before you would get seriously hurt. Although, Remus mentioned once or twice that he thought he could smell another persons scent on Harry a few times when you two weren't together. But that's all that I've got to say."
Draco pondered to himself a little bit. Weighing each choice carefully before making his own decision. Turning back to Sirius, Draco looks him straight in the eye and asks,
"What if I said that I had been using Harry as much as he's been using me? What would you do now? Would you still be in love with me if you knew the real truth behind our so-called 'relationship' that we've been having for over eight long months?"
Before Sirius could answer or even say anything, Draco abruptly shouted "Wait! Now it's my time to explain why I've just said what I did."
Taking a deep breath, Draco then began his long explanation of how he and Harry had become 'secret' friends during the war and had helped eachother out when they needed it. From there, Draco continued to say that sometime after he had gotten Sirius out of the Veil, he had begun to feel different towards him than he had been feeling towards Harry. Draco ecxplained that Harry told him that he might be feeling like he was in love with Sirius when they were discussing how Draco was reacting to his presence, hearing him talk, and just see him become lively again. It was then, that Harry told Draco that he was hopelessly in love with Ron's sister Ginny, but she was still somewhat attached to Dean Thomas.
Draco explained everything. How Harry came up with the idea that they should pretend to be a couple so that they weren't hurting too much that they couldn't have the one's that they truly wanted, and how Harry had begun to become distant a few months into their relationship and had begun wondering what was wrong. He told Sirius that it was during one of the night's that Harry didn't return to their flat that Draco had started to realize that he wasn't pretending to be in love with Harry anymore. He really WAS in love with Harry. And that very thought scared him. It scared him because he didn't know if Harry was still pretending or if he truly felt that way about him too.
Then, finally finishing it off by explaining that during the times they were together in the beginning all the way towards the end, that the names they mostly shouted out in pleasure during their climaxes were infact Ginny (for Harry) and Sirius (for Draco). Even if they had to shout them out inside their heads and eachother's names outloud within the room itself.
Taking a few breaths to calm himself down, Draco turned back around towards the window and waited to hear what Sirius had to say, not having the courage (like a Gryffindork) to face his fears.
Nothing was said for quite sometime by either Draco or Sirius. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Sirius stood up from the bed, walked over towards the window being sure to stand directly behind Draco, and wrapped his arms around him in a loose, lover's hug.
Hearing Draco's small surprised gasp made Sirius smile. Leaning down so that his head was sitting on top of Draco's shoulder, Sirius then said in a clear and sure tone of voice
"Yes Draco. I'm still in love with you. Quite angry at Harry for what he did to you regardless of you two using eachother to get what you couldn't have, I'm still a bit angry at him. But all-in-all, yes my dear Dragon...I'm still very much in love with you."
Draco smiled softly to himself before leaning back into Sirius' comforting embrace. Gazing up into his navy blue eyes, Draco's smile got bigger and soon he began to laugh. Sometime after he stopped laughing, Draco asked Sirius a question and then immediately laughed at the answer he got in return.
"When are you going to announce to everyone that we're now together?"
"I'll wait a few weeks. Let them think that they're REALLY in trouble. Let them all sweat it out a bit."
As soon as his laughter died down, Draco turned around in Sirius' arms and hugged him tightly to himself feeling practically everything that made Sirius the man he was today and loving every bit of it. Sirius in turn, did the same thing. And as they slowly backed away from eachother, Sirius couldn't help but feel a pull inside of him telling him to kiss Draco. To kiss him with a passion that Harry never did. To claim him as Harry never dared too. To truly dominate Draco as he wanted to be dominated. To be owned. To do something that his godson didn't have quite enough of neither the Gryffindor courage nor the Slytherin cunning to accomplish.
Quickly, Sirius lunged forward and captured Draco's lips in an intense kiss that he had never gotten to experience with Harry. Moans of pleasure began to erupt from their mouths as their bodies molded together against the window's glass wall. Their body heat beginning to fog up the window, sweat began to soak their clothes, and looking into eachother's eyes, pupil's dilated, they both wanted the same thing right there and then.
So, quickly charming the room to lock and silence itself heavily, Sirius abruptly then went back to his task. Slowly unbuttoning Draco soft white silk shirt and letting it fall gracefully to the ground as he practically raped his cousins mouth with his tongue. From their, he then took off his own shirt and jacket as he felt Draco's soft baby skin hands trying to get them out of the way so that they could feel each others chests and abdomens.
A light sheen of sweat began to form over Sirius and Draco as they undressed each other to practically nothing as they kissed, licked, and sucked their correspondents' necks, chests, and abs.
Finally, they were both as bare as the day they were born. Taking Draco's hand in one of his own, Sirius then lead him over towards the master king sized bed that could fit four adult males within it comfortably, and began to ravish him as much as he dared to go and vice-versa crying out each other's names at the peak of their climaxes.
