The Bathroom of Memories
A/N: I'm really writing chapters like crazy and I'm scared they're getting crappy so sorry if they are. Oh one more chapter till Ms. Cicci enters the story! O.o! Lolz, plese READ AND REVIEW! Thank you!
Chapter Nine:
Rumours
Leaving the Hospital Wing during dinner time was a fairly good plan to not get caught by pondering students about the random new connection made between Draco and Harry earlier that day in Potions class. Since the halls were hollow as ever the couple held hands tightly while listening to Hermione list off all the people who had asked her the strangest questions about them, somebody asked if Harry had been abducted by aliens commanded by Voldemort. Apparantly the entire school had gone rampid since they heard, which it didn't take long in a place like that for every ear to listen and hear, and learn, and then tell.
Settling down in Draco's dormitory, the couple pulled the curtains around themselves letting Hermione go off on her own business because she probably wanted to eat. "Dobby!" Harry called out randomly, the blonde looked up from his laying position on the bed curiously. The elf-house popped up in front of them standing at the foot of the bed. "Can you just bring Draco and I a small snack platter, we're not going to dinner tonight." He explained and the elf quickly obliged.
After recieving their food a few minutes later the two ate in silence. "It's going to be crazy tomorrow." Harry sighed lowering his eyes just down to the eaten food and the half-beaten crackers, shoving another piece of cheese into his mouth and then taking a sip of pumpkin juice as well.
"I don't care about tomorrow." Draco replied harshly and looked over at his love smiling. "I care about here and now, because what is here and now seems to be the only thing that matters to me any more and as long as I have you I can make it through anything that comes my way. Together, we'll be fine." The blonde assured while placing his hand on the others knee and rubbed it softly to comfort him as they finished off their snacks.
Ten minutes after Dobby took away their dishes people would start to arrive from dinner soon so they put a locking spell and a silencing charm around the bed, Harry loved the whole sneaking around thing because it always just got him going for some reason. "Here Draco, turn around." Harry ordered as they sat cross-legged on the bed now, the blonde did as he was told and turned his back to his mate and the brunette's hands snaked up to the others back and began a deep massage.
"Wow, that feels amazing. Please don't stop." Draco groaned into the sensious feeling of the back-rub, Harry snorted as his hands seized for a moment before continuing.
"I would never dream of stopping no matter how much you beg." Harry pointedly suggested as his right hand ran slowly down the front of Draco's body and made circles just at the boys naval area making a sharp intake of breath needed. "What is it?" He asked almost dreamily, confusedly to a point Draco practically drooled.
Slowly the blonde turned around in his spot to regain himself. "What are you doing, love?" He asked slyly and advanced on the other mocking boy who sat there easily resisting the looks that were now being thrown at him. "Is there anything you might wan-mph!" Draco's voice as abruptly cut off as Harry jumped forward and onto the non-protesting participant in the deep kiss as the two moaned into each others throats.
Harry's hands were quick as they took off Draco's shirt, unbuttoning it and throwing it to the side of the bed as his hands slid downt he new revealed skin. It only two at the most three minutes for Harry to full undress his lover that now lay before him, the naked beauty that he was with his stark erection taunting both of them. "Well this simply is not fair..." Draco whispered in ecstacy looking straight into the emerald pools staring down at his body - he felt deprived for a moment in time and embarassed but fought back the pink that bgean to slowly surface on his face. He leaned up on his elbows using one hand to unbutton Harry's shirt wanting to undress him as well, Harry shoved Draco's hand away.
"Ah, ah, ah." Harry shoke his head and put a finger to Draco's mouth seductively. "Who said I was going to fuck you?" The brunette raised his eyebrow and leant forward onto the blonde. The rest of the night they slept quite well from exhaustion, Draco's wrists bruised along with his anckles from the rope Harry had conjured. Neither even remembered their secret being known to every single student in the entire school, they were in pure bliss.
For breakfast Harry snuck out of the Slytherin Dormitory in his Invisibility Cloak and decided to thank Ron for the note at Christmas, he would sit with Hermione of course at the Slytherin Table. The whole situation at hand was one they did not want to think on. There were stares flying from all over the place, random rude comments, gestures that were definately not permitted in Hogwarts corridors, and a whole lot more that Harry remembered quite frankly from Fourth Year.
Sighing he took another sip from his pumpkin juice, quite surprised to hear no protests screaming from Ron's side of Hermione yet - he had probably got a talking to. "Potter!" Seamus and Dean Thomas ran up toward the raven-haired boy whose head hung lowly not wanting to dare sneak a look across at the Slytherin Table where Draco was eating utterly alone being scowled at. Nobody would dare harm or make fun of the 'Prince of Slytherin'...to his face.
"Oh hey Seamus, Dean." Harry smiled up at the two boys hoping they wouldn't mention 'Draco' in the following conversation. He could only hope.
"So is it true?" Dean asked hurriedly sitting down across from his Gryffindor mate, a broad grin resting neatly upon his face.
Harry rolled his eyes and shrugged. "Is what true?" He waited the inevitable rumour to be told to him, for him to ignore the contents of it and then deny - deny - deny!
Seamus and Dean shared a look of secrecy before Seamus continued. "That you Draco slipped you a potion and is using your friendship to lure you to the Dark side because you're truly Voldemort's son?" He asked and kept the most straight face in the entire world, Harry raised his eyebrow.
"Listen to the crap these people come up with nowadays!" Harry muttered angrily beneath his breath, but the boys before him burst out into painful laughter with tears spreading from the corner of their eyes as they hollowed with close-by students giving them odd looks.
"Like we would ever believe something like that!" Dean hoffed on until he tried to calm himself down. "Trust me mate, we're behind you one hundred precent! It's people like Lavender and Parvarti that you have to look out for." He tilted his head in the direction of the two prissy girls eating away at their dinner.
Seamus turned to leave now, his friend shortly following after goodbyes were said and Harry felt rather thankful somebody other than Hermione was there to fight it with him now. "You should get going Harry, before everybody starts leaving." Hermione patted her friend on the back trying to explain to him that it would be easier to slip into Draco's Dormitory now then with a big crowd of gossipers. "See you tomorrow." Hermione smiled gently as Harry stood up from his spot feeling better about himself now that he had his two other friends believing him actually, even though there wasn't much to believe.
The trip back to the Dormitory was rather slow but sped up once Harry realized people should be coming in from dinner soon and could possibly catch up to him. Once he was safe inside the Slytherin Common Room he glided up toward Draco's bedroom and settled himself in under the covers. Even though it was early as ever, he was tired and did not feel like doing anything other than sleeping and he didn't feel like catching up on the missed homework from today either."Baby?" A quivering voice was heard from the entrance of the room, Harry's head lifted up slightly from the pillow as he pulled back the blanket on the bed so Draco could crawl under with him whenever ready.
"Yeah it's me." Harry replied softly, it was followed by a stiffled yawn. "Lay down, I really don't want to get up or do anything." He paused slightly as Draco shut the door behind him sighing and began taking off his clothes. "I just want to be, for now." Harry's eyes dropped down as the others warm body heat was pressed up against his own, the boys lay under the blankets with the curtains now enclosing them from the outside world in each others arms.
It was a few minutes before Draco spoke. "How are you doing?" He asked sweetly, Harry only smiled in return with his eyes still shut as he caressed his lovers back gently. "I don't know how you're handling it all too well, or how you did it in Fourth Year either when those rumours were flying about. How do you do it?" Draco was gulping down what seemed like to be tears that wanted to release themselves. Rumours were more stressful than some could think, and also more severe.
"It's a gift; considering the fact the moment I came into this 'secret' Wizarding World there were nonstop rumours about me, whispers, stares, I've gotten used to it over the past six years. And I'm sorry, you are to if you're going to be with me. Especially now that everybody is figuring it out." Harry's word made himself think, and he rolled his eyes groaning as his boyfriend looked curiously up at him. "The Daily Prophet is going to go nuts, I can see it now..." His voice smoothed over with a large intake of breath. Tomorrow would defiantely be hell.
A/N: Short chapter, I know. Only three more chapters left too! O.o! Amazing, 'eh? Well please REVIEW and ecetera!
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