FYI...

ahshdsgegey – Harry's magic air writing

"ahshdsgegey" - Harry's thought bubble spell

In case I didn't explain that before...

Author Warning: There's a slight sex scene ahead. I didn't edit it out because in all honesty, it's not that graphic. My apologies ahead of time if anyone is offended.

Tarnished Beliefs

The sun, slowly setting over the horizon, cast the Quidditch pitch into a cornucopia of bronze and gold colors. Harry lead Draco to the Ravenclaw stands and they sat down on the bench. Harry waited patiently for Draco to speak.

Finally, Draco took a deep breath and turned toward Harry.

"I'm sorry." he muttered. Harry raised his finger and wrote in the air between them.

For what?

"For everything. I messed up from the moment I met you and I still seem to be doing that now."

You're a Malfoy. You can't help but be a git all the time. Harry chuckled. He was rewarded with a small smile on Draco's part. Harry reached over and gently carded his fingers through the blonde locks. Draco closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, welcoming it.

When he next opened his eyes, they were a deeper gray and Harry shivered slightly.

"Harry." Draco breathed. That one word echoed within Harry's own soul and he closed the distance between them quickly, settling his lips over Draco's own. With a muffled groan, Draco's mouth opened and Harry slipped his tongue inside, meeting Draco's own.

It felt right between them, like finally coming home after a long trip away. Not breaking the kiss, Harry straddled the bench and pulled Draco into his lap, wrapping his arms around the other man's waist. Draco groaned into Harry's mouth as his rapidly hardening cock became trapped against Harry's stomach. Harry subtly urged Draco to frot against his stomach, enjoying the breathless moans coming from that delicious mouth. He drew back and latched his lips onto Draco's throat, nipping and biting the sweet flesh there.

"God, Harry!" Draco gasped, thrusting harder against Harry's stomach, reaching for an orgasm that was rapidly approaching. Harry reached between their bodies, palming Draco through the fabric of his pants and Draco came, arching back in Harry's arms and crying out, the sound echoing around the pitch. Harry continued to milk Draco's orgasm from him, the blonde's shudders lessening slightly. Draco dropped his head on Harry's shoulder, amazed he had come that fast for that long. That had never happened to him before and he was awed. He looked up into Harry's green eyes. They were filled with lust, for him alone. It was then he realized that Harry was hard beneath him and pressed intimately between the cleft of his arse.

"You didn't...uh..." Draco blushed, feeling like a virgin on their wedding night. Harry's breathless laughter was his answer. Harry activated his thought bubble, not releasing Draco from his arms.

"No I didn't. That was for you alone. You needed some reassurance that what I feel for you is real and completely different from what I feel for Severus. He's my father, you're my boyfriend. That's two different kinds of love."

Draco let out a little giggle at the thought of being someone's, namely Harry's, boyfriend. Harry thought it was a cute sound and vowed to hear it more often. He kissed the tip of Draco's nose.

"Are you okay with your father being with Remus and Severus?"

"Yeah. It just surprised me, that's all. It's like people telling you that the Easter Bunny is real and then you find out that's just some made-up story for muggle children. Father was always going on about homosexuality being strange and that no Malfoy worth his salt would associate with one. I didn't realize he was speaking Grandfather's words. My grandfather was a prejudice bastard, I'm now finding out." Draco sighed, rubbing his fingers along the fine hairs at the back of Harry's neck.

"Muggles are vilified for being in same sex relationships. People fear what they can't understand. I find that wizards are much more tolerable. Remus told me once that people can't help who they love. It's just a part of life."

"Sound advice." Draco nodded. His eyes fell to Harry's lips, wishing he'd kiss him again.

"You only need to ask. I give them to you freely and without hesitation." Harry grinned, kissing Draco once more. Draco closed his eyes in bliss, wishing for the feeling to never go away. Of course he never gets what he wants.

A startled gasp broke through their haze of lust and both young men broke apart and glared at the intruder.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

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Uh-oh! Someone's caught them! Who do you think it is? Sorry this chapter is short, but I intended it that way!

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