Fourth last chapter, three more after this one!
TO: Aurora
O.O You swear? Lol, and a mix between Voldemort, the Joker, and a Psychopathic pedophile rapist . . . that was funny xD I like that haha! You will hate me this chapter btw . . . .
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, violence, self mutilation, Piercing, use of alcohol, Eating disorders, Drug use, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, anal, BDSM, rape, incest, and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE- Neville/Harry (Harry/Neville), Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Devon/Dennis (Dennis/Devon), Nott/Seamus, Nott/Dennis Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Daphne, Nott/Pansy, Fred/George, Colin/Dennis, Colin/Devon, Seamus/Dennis, and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins . . .
"Shut up Ron." Ginny said in a bored tone, fiddling with the ends of her hair. He glared at her and turned on his heel, stomping off.
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"So did you do it?" the taller asked darkly. Colin gulped and looked away.
"Y-yes."
"You're lying." He stated plainly. "Don't you remember how I handle lying?" Theo grabbed the pale chin in a tight grip and forced their eyes to lock.
"I-I'm sorry! I couldn't do it! I just couldn't leave him!" Tears welled in his blue depths. He just wanted to go back to the lake and grab his camera that he had forgotten!
"Fine. I'll give you one other option or else your father and brother might stumble upon an accident. . ."
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"Hey lil one, did ya find it?" Seamus asked when the blonde walked into the common room. He just nodded at the older and walked over to him. He nodded and turned to Ron.
"I-I'm sorry for punching you and getting you suspended." Their mouths dropped and he turned back to Seamus.
"H-hey Shay?"
"Yea?" The brunette raised a brow. Colin held out his camera and pushed it into his lover's hand. "I want you to have it ok?"
"Uh Cols?"
"Please?" He gave the other a sad smile.
"Yeah alright . . ." The fuck got into him? The blonde walked off and headed to the bathroom, closing the door and disappearing from sight.
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He hated his fucking life. Whenever thing were finally looking up, something always happened. The young boy took off his shirt and glared at the fresh wounds adorning his chest and stomach. Tears streaked down his face and he sniffled.
The cuts stung like hell and they weren't necessarily small. They were thin but long. One in particular ran from the top side of his hip around the bone and down towards his pelvic region, stopping right before. That one he got because he hissed during a different one. He had a few cuts along his thighs as well. But it was worth it.
Theo needed a release and it was either the young blonde, or his father and brother.
One mark on his thigh ran from the bottom of his pelvic, down the inside of his thigh and around to the back, stopping just before the back of his knee. That one hurt the most and was the only one that was actually bleeding. He quickly got dressed and headed back out of the washroom, past his lover and up to his room. That was when he found it . . . a single black envelop on his bed that was sent to him.
Colin took a deep breath and sat down, opening up the paper and reading it. The blonde let out a dry sob and closed the bed curtains, silencing and gluing them. The letter fell out when he shifted, it landing on the floor.
Colin picked up his wand and pressed it to his forearm. He couldn't handle this. It was becoming too much. He muttered a spell and dragged the wooden object down his arm, crying out when a thick, dark substance pooled down his skin and dripped to the bed.
A sting he was not used to filled his body, followed shortly after by a blast of cold and peace. He felt at peace.
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Seamus walked into his blonde's room and blinked when he noticed the closed curtains. He walked over and stopped when something crunched under his foot. He picked up the letter and quickly read it.
Dear Colin and Dennis Creevey,
We regret to inform you that your father has passed away in a car accident along with your grandparents. We understand that this will leave you orphaned. You will receive further information on orphanages and other homes that will take you in. However there is a large possibility you will be separated.
With our deepest apologies
Minister of Magic
Seamus dropped the letter and quickly unglued the curtain, yanking it open.
"Colin!" He dived forwards and grabbed the comforter, pushing it against the bleeding arm.
"Shay?" The blonde looked up at him dizzily and confused.
"You fucking idiot Colin! Fuck!" He cried out for help. It was his younger brother that came in. In seconds flat he was out the door and heading to fetch the nearest teacher. There wasn't time for Seamus to heal it since he needed to keep pressure on it. Tears spilled over the edges of the brunettes eyes and he let out a loud sob looking down at his almost translucent lover.
"Why you sad?" The blonde blinked up at him.
"Don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me don't leave me" he continued to chant it over and over, rocking slightly. He himself barely remembered the teacher shoving him away. Apparently he fainted.
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Beep . . . beep. . . beep. . . beep. . . Seamus opened his eyes and blinked. The white walls confused him at first. The memory flew to his mind hitting him like a tidal wave and he sat straight up, hyperventilating. Beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep!
"Mr. Finnigan calm down!" Madam Pomfrey rushed forwards and pushed on his chest.
"C-Colin?"
"Is asleep. He lost a lot of blood." She noticed the scared look in the young man's eyes. "The pressure you kept slowed the bleeding. I guess you could say you saved his life."
"H-he'll be ok?" His voice cracked and his eyes watered. The nurse nodded and he let out a loud relieved sob.
"He has a lot of minor scrapes adorning his body, a lot like the ones his brother had but on his chest, stomach, hip and thighs." She ran a hand through her hair. "I need you to take a few breaths alright?" he nodded.
"AHHHHHHH!" Seamus' head shot up at his boyfriend's shill shriek. Fuck Pomfrey. He threw the blankets off and dashed towards the yell sliding up next to the bed. Colin was seated, eyes wide, shaking and sweaty.
"Colin! Colin breath come on Cols!" he had one hand on the boy's chest and the other on the back of his neck as the younger struggled to breath. A loud cough filled the room and Colin let out a shaky breath, looking at the red rimmed eyes of his boyfriend.
"Shay what happened?"
"You tell me! I come to check on you and you're bleeding to death! You scared the fuck outta me Cols!" He climbed up onto the bed, Madam Pomfrey glaring at him. Colin let out a chocked sob and shuffled until he was seated in the brunette's lap sideways; his head tucked under the taller's chin, Seamus rocking him gently.
"Shh, it's alright lil one." The older boy kissed the blonde locks, his own body starting to shake as reality really started to take effect. "Why would you do that to me? To Dennis?" His voice was an octave higher and cracked. The blonde cried harder and gripped the taller's gown tighter. They stayed that way for a while, just holding each other and crying. The blonde exhausted himself and fell asleep. Pomfrey tried to get Seamus back to his bed but there was no way in hell he was gonna leave his lover now! He needed him even if he was asleep.
He manoeuvred them so that he was laying with the blond curled along his side and on his chest, even breaths being disturbed every so often by a shaky one or a sniffle. Dennis came in and walked quickly over to the bed. When he looked down he couldn't stop his small smile. Seamus had fallen asleep as well; one hand on the younger's waist and the other on his cheek. It appears as if he fell asleep whilst playing with the blonde locks. Colin told him one time that he does that often.
It not only comforted Colin to have his hair played with but it helped calm down the brunette as well.
Dumbledore came over to him and pulled him aside, Devon standing next to him. Albus told him what the letter said and the brunette caught his blonde when the legs gave way from beneath him. Dev led him back to his dorm, helping the sobbing boy onto his mattress and crawling in next to him.
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Blue eyes opened and he stretched, cuddling closer to the familiar warmth. It was dark outside now. He pushed himself up onto his forearm and glanced at his sleeping lover's face. He felt a slight sting in the arm he was leaning on and flinched when he remembered what he did.
The blonde leaned over and pressed his mouth lovingly to the other's cheek, trailing his fingertips up and down the toned chest of the sleeping man. He lay back down and nuzzled his head in the crook of the older's neck, kissing it softly every few seconds.
"I'm sorry I did that. It was selfish and I wasn't thinking straight. I love you so much Shay and I don't ever wanna leave you." He took a deep breath. "I know I'm nowhere near perfect but I try as hard as I can. But I'm scared right now. I don't wanna live in a foster home or anything. I can't leave you and Dennis." He kissed the thick neck again and sniffed. "You're my world Shay and I love you."
"You're mine too lil one and I love you too." Colin jumped and looked up at the lazy smile on the tired man's face.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." He flushed deeply. Seamus pulled him back down and held him close.
"I've been awake for about twenty minutes now love."
"Oh. Why didn't you wake me?" he rubbed the strong stomach.
"Well I'm surprised you didn't wake when I got up to make a floo call." The brunette shifted so he was sitting, Colin also seated and looking at him quizzically.
"Why?"
"Because I needed to talk to my grandmother about something." Seamus had a strange glint in his eye. "How would you like to move in with her, myself and Devon? Dennis can come too."
"Really?" His eyes were as wide as saucers, a giant smile on his pale face. The older nodded and he let out a happy cry, launching himself at the taller, both laughing in the hospital room.e rubbed he strong stomach
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Dennis let out a heavy breath, he wanted to cry but his tears had stopped coming to him. His head was on the taller's chest, a hand twisting his dress shirt. Devon was playing with his hair and rubbing his arm lovingly.
"Devon?"
"Hmm?" He looked down when the other sat up and locked eyes with him. Dennis sniffed and bit his lip. "Den you're upset, I think its best-"
"Please? Please!" The blonde pleaded with his boyfriend. The Irishman let out a sigh and looked up at the top of the canopy, running over the possibilities in his mind.
"No Den, its best we don't alright?" Devon closed his eyes and stiffened when moist lips fell upon his. "Dennis-" he was silenced again and startled when the smaller straddled him hips, kissing down his jaw and pushing his shirt up.
"Please?" the blonde whispered against the bruising flesh, running his thumbs over the hardened buds of his boyfriend.
"Den we really shouldn't." Even as his said this he was sitting up, lifting his arms and allowing the smaller to pull his shirt over his head. His hands trailed up the younger's sides and he attached their mouth in a desperate kiss, one they didn't have very often. He quickly yanked the other's shirt off and tossed it aside. Their mouths came together almost violently as they tore at each other's belts and zippers, heavy breaths surrounding them.
Devon pushed the blonde onto his back and yanked his slacks off; the smaller's excitement evident through his boxers. Dennis reached out and tugged the older's bottoms off as well. The younger grabbed the taller's tie and pulled him down on top of him. Their breath mingled as their noses bumped eyes closed and hands gripping whatever skin they could.
The older slid his hand down the slim sides and slowly pulled the last of the material needed off. Dennis automatically spread his legs after, the Irishman nestling between them, his hands carefully massaging the thin thighs. The blonde removed his boyfriend's boxers for him and laid back down, the other leaning over and lowering his hips, pressing their heated flesh together.
Dennis shivered and locked his blue eyes with a similar pair. Devon knew what he wanted but he was nervous. It was bad enough he was hiding the fact he was dating, flirting, kissing and touching another boy from his mom, but would he be able to hide this as well?
:::::IMPORTANT::::: A/N: when a person plans to commit suicide they tend to do one of two things. One: suddenly make amends with people they never usually like or visiting an old friend. It's their way of saying goodbye. The second is giving away a prized possession. In this case, it was Colin's camera.