Tears of Betrayal Chapter 3: Trust In The Kiss, a harry potter fanfic

Story Title: Tears of Betrayal

Chapter 3: Trust In The Kiss

Summary: Draco approaches Harry and confesses his feelings for him. How can Harry know Draco's feelings are true, when he is seen kissing another person? Can Draco explain himself, or is he making a fool out of Harry?

Slash: This is an h/d fic. It means boy meets boy. Boy dates boy. Boy loves boy. Get the picture yet? If you made it this far, I am sure you do. I just want to make sure, because I don't care for flames.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, as much as I want to believe. Grumbles JK Rowling wrote the books. I just hide Harry and Draco in my closet. Shhhhh . . . I mean I don't do that.

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OH, MY GOD! Holy shit. Draco Malfoy just said he liked me and KISSED ME. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Crap! Crap! My stomach is going into knots. Oh, my God! I actually like Draco, but has he really changed from the person he has been over the years? Was it all a lie? How do I know he won't hurt me? Holy crap! I am considering this! He bloody kissed me!

Soon enough Harry had reached the Great Hall and sat down. He continued to stare off into space deep in thought when Hermione nudged him. "So Harry before, what did Draco want?"

"Was it really about Potions Harry?" Ron asked.

What the bloody hell do you want me to say? That Draco wants to date me and he KISSED ME!

"I was meeting Draco. He said he wanted to talk to me," Harry said.

"Harry, you could have been blasted into oblivion," Ron explained.

"He actually offered a truce," Harry replied.

"And you believe him?" Ron said almost yelling.

"Yes," Harry answered.

"Why do you think he is not trying to trick you Harry? I am all support for no rivalry. But doesn't it seem to good to be true?" Hermione asked trying to be reasonable.

"You know deep down when you know something is right? Well, deep down I know Draco is telling the truth. He is sincere in his proposal of truce. And I accepted," Harry replied.

"I don't trust him. And I think your insane, Harry," Ron replied.

"Ron, everyone thinks I'm insane after Rita," Harry told him.

Harry finished his meal and walked back to his private room he was given. Dumbledore had given it to him for when he wanted to practice his magic and that is where he normally slept. Last night, he had stayed in the dormitory to make up with Ron and Hermione and it gave him a chance to talk to them about his new situation in the morning.

"Dumbledore gave you your own room Harry?" Ron asked.

"Yes," Harry answered.

"Why did he Harry?" Hermione asked.

"For my training and he said it would be more private especially with my nightmares. He said the connection is useful so I know what Voldemort is doing, since there is no way he can control me now."

Harry shook his head and muttered the password, "dragon," to the portrait of Lady Laven.

His room was a light blue, with a queen size bed, a private bathroom and a walk in closet. Harry laid down on the bed exhausted from the days events.

"I care about you Harry. If you trust me, I want to date you. I am just asking for one date, if you don't want to after that, I understand. Get back to me tomorrow, same place, same time?" Draco said walking out of the astronomy tower.

Harry sighed and got back off the bed. He hopped in his shower and tried to get his head to think properly.

He cares about me? How long has he known this? I have been attracted to him a long time, but I always thought it was too late. Of course, I am going to say yes, aren't I?

Harry washed himself, dried himself off and put on his night clothes. He unfolded the covers and drifted off into sleep.

Draco continued to kiss Harry on the side of his neck, and trailed it down the front to his stomach and Harry moaned with pleasure. Much to his displeasure, Draco had stopped and then placed a kiss on his lips. He motioned for Harry to sit up and Draco got down on one knee.

Harry woke up sweating and he quickly got up. He got dressed in a fashionable manor and made his way to the great hall.

"Hey, Harry," Hermione said.

"Hey, mate," Ron said putting his fork down.

"Hi guys," Harry replied.

Hermione continued to pester Ron about doing his homework and Harry gladly accepted the time to think about what he was going to tell Draco. What do I tell him? Say to him?

"Harry?"

Harry shook his head, "Yeah, Ron?"

"You alright? You were spacing out there."

"Oh just fine. I was thinking of transfiguration and charms today," Harry lied.

"Aren't you just excited Harry? The new school year, with a lot to learn," Hermione said smiling.

"Aw, Hermione. Not at breakfast I might spew," Ron commented, grinning at the bushy-haired girl.

"Ronald Weasley, I happen to like school," Hermione said smacking him on the shoulder. "And, for the thousandth time, it is not spew. It is-"

"S.P.E.W.," Ron and Harry finished in unison.

"Harry, this is all your fault," Ron added.

"Me, why me?" Harry asked confused.

"Because you mentioned school and then she starts abusing me," Ron complained.

"You're the one who said you were going to spew," Harry chuckled.

"Well, I was trying to enjoy my breakfast," Ron replied. Then Hermione smacked him on the shoulder again, "I am still here, you know."

"Come on let's go to transfiguration," Harry said standing up.

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Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the classroom and started to lecture them on the importance of the school year as they would only have a year left after this school year. Harry jotted down some notes but continued to think of what he was going to say to Draco when he saw him that night. Soon enough Hermione nudged Harry and told him it was time to eat and then go to charms.

"Wasn't the lesson today just exciting, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"What? Oh yes, it was enlightening," he replied.

"I thought it was a load of —" Ron started to say but stopped when he saw the murderous look on Hermione's face. "I thought it was filled with a load of great information," he said grinning nervously.

"Time for the snoring boring, I mean, lovely charms," Ron said as they walked out of the great hall.

"Alright, class. Please pair up and say the spell, 'engorgio,' at the plant at each table. It may take awhile for it to actually work for you, but do not give up," Professor Flitwick said as he sat down in his chair.

I do like Draco, but how do I know I can trust him? What is with the sudden interest?

Ron tried it again and again and continually failed. "I give up, Harry you try."

"Oh, sure." Harry pointed his wand at the plant, "Engorgio." The plant started to grow and only stopped when it doubled it's size.

"Well done, Harry," Professor Flitwick said. When Hermione heard the Professors compliment she frowned still attempting to do the charm correctly herself.

By the end of the class, half of the students had completed it properly, Ron not being one of them.

"It was rubbish anyway," he muttered as they exited the classroom.

"Hey guys, I will meet you in the Great Hall. I forgot to do something," he said waving at the bewildered friends.

Harry walked slowly to the astronomy tower and opened the door to find Draco sitting on the same window seal as the night before.

"Hey, Harry, take a seat," Draco said smiling.

"Hey Draco, can I ask you something?" Harry asked.

"Sure, anything."

"Why now? Why do you suddenly want to date me?" Harry asked.

Draco didn't hesitate, "I couldn't expose myself while my father was out of Azkaban. I tried to offer you my friendship during first year to try and protect you. I'm asking you now because I care about you and I always have."

"I care for you too Draco. But how do I know I can trust you?"

Draco stood up and walked to Harry, "Because I would never hurt you."

Harry's knees began to shake and his heart started racing as Draco moved closer, "Saturday meet me here, I know somewhere we can go," Harry said as his lips crushed into Draco's.