Title: Insanely True Ch 6
Author: LovelyPsychopath
Warning/Disclaimers: Not owned by me! I only own the story, blah, blah, blah. Also: This is slash. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Comments: ::cowers:: I'm so sorry for dragging this story out so long! I promise that I'll speed it up. Also: I'm sorry that this update took so long. I've been really busy working on my other fic, My Boy Lolli Pop, which is my most original HP/DM yet. Anyways, read, review, and enjoy!
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Harry was woken up that night by the sound of someone crying.
"Draco?" He mumbled sleepily, rolling over to face the boy next to him. Draco's face was a mask of pain, tears rolling freely down his cheeks. His eyes were shut tightly, and every once in a while, he would say "No!" or moan weakly. Harry figured that he must be having a nightmare.
"Draco, wake up." Harry said, gently shaking the sleeping blonde. Draco woke with a start and immediately began gasping for breath.
"Please, no, no! I can't help it, I really can't! I'm so, so, sorry!" He wailed, bringing his knees to his chest in a fetal position.
"Draco, it was just a nightmare." Harry said in a soothing voice. He reached out to touch Draco's shoulder, but he flinched. Harry sighed, and leaned forward to wrap his arms around the shaking Slytherin. Draco tried to scramble away at first, but Harry held on tight. Finally, Draco's body went limp, and he nestled into Harry's warm body. He stroked Draco's hair lightly, and whispered sweet words of assurance into his ear. Harry knew what nightmares could be like.
Finally, the blonde spoke. "I'm sorry, Harry." He attempted to move away, and hide his face, but Harry would have none of it. Taking Draco's chin in his fingers, he forced Draco to look him in the eyes.
"Don't be embarrassed." Harry said with a small smile. "I cry all the time." With his thumbs, he gently wiped away the tears staining Draco's face. The Slytherin once again attempted to hide his face, but Harry stopped him.
"Don't. It's a beautiful face, I want to see it." Draco's eyes widened.
"No one's ever said that I was beautiful before."
"Are you serious?" Harry asked, thoroughly shocked. The boy sitting before him was the embodiment of the word beautiful. With his creamy pale skin, blue-gray eyes, and light blond hair, he was the most beautiful creature Harry had ever seen. "That's a crime." Harry smiled, while releasing Draco's chin.
Draco was just glad that it was dark. He was sure that his whole face was slowly turning pink.
They were silent for a while, when Harry asked, "What was your dream about?"
"It---it's hard for me to talk about." Draco's voice was soft and strained.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. It might help, though." Harry said, while rubbing small circles on Draco's back.
"Alright. I dreamt about my father. You see, when he found out about my----" Draco seemed to be searching for the right word, "problems, his reaction was less than ideal. He---he hit me; a lot; until I could barely stand up. After that, he just wouldn't speak to me. He would make sure that his eyes never fell on me. In his mind, he never had a son." A single tear fell down his cheek, and Harry wiped it away.
"It's ok. If he can't see what a wonderful person you are, he doesn't deserve to be your father." Draco nodded numbly and buried his head into Harry's shoulder.
Neither of them were certain how long Draco cried on his shoulder, but when they woke up, they were both curled together; legs and arms intertwined.
There were woken up by the sound of someone opening their door. Neither of them were awake yet, so it took them both a few seconds to realize what happened. Harry raised his head sleepily, and gasped in shock and embarrassment.
There stood the inn keeper, trying to look away; a blush staining her cheeks. Draco looked to Harry, his eyes wide. They both pulled away from each other as fast as they could, both of them retreating to opposite sides of the bed.
"It's alright boys! All sorts of people stay at my inn, and I've seen 'em all." She said, still looking out the window.
"No, it's not what you think!" Draco said, attempting to cover himself up.
She simply winked. "I won't tell a soul!" Draco just shook his head, and snuck a glance as Harry, who was smiling like a fool. "I just came up here to tell you that Mr. Dumbledore sent a letter by owl this morning, which said that he knows that you're here. He wanted to make sure that you boys knew that you weren't in trouble or nothing like that." The inn keeper smoothed out her skirt as if she was nervous. "I'll be leaving you two now."
"Do you think that we could have breakfast brought to our room? I want to spend the rest of the morning with my boyfriend" Draco made a choking noise.
'Why in Salazar's name did Harry say that for?!'
The inn keeper's eyes twinkled. "Yes, sir." She said, leaving hastily and shutting the door behind her.
Harry took one look at Draco's expression, and burst into laughter.
"That was NOT funny! Now she thinks that we're a couple!" Draco complained, while trying to cover his face with his hands.
"So? Who cares what she thinks? It was funny!" Draco simply rolled his eyes.
"Your humor is lost on me."
Harry just continued to laugh. "You should thank me! Now we don't have to rush to get ready."
"I suppose breakfast in bed does sound appealing." Draco mulled this thought over. "Fine. I forgive you."
"Thank you, honey." Harry said sweetly.
"Gah! I give up!" Draco said, burying himself underneath the sheets. Harry just cracked up again, his laughter filling the room. They sat in silence for a while.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Harry?" Draco responded, emerging from underneath the covers.
"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"
Draco was slightly surprised by this question, but answered anyway, "No. My problems started in 3rd year, so..there was really no time. Besides, no one wanted to be my friend, let alone my girl friend after that. How about you?" Draco asked.
"I went out with Ginny for a few months a while back. It didn't work out, though. She was----clingy."
"I thought that you and Hermione----"
"God no! Hermione is like my sister! That would just be----wrong!" Draco laughed, and they both fell into silence.
"You know, for a while, I thought that you and the weasel were having a candid affair." Draco said out of no where.
"What?!" Harry shouted, his eyes popping out of his head. "That's even worse than the thought of me going with Hermione!"
"So you've never thought of going with a guy?" Draco asked under his breath.
"Huh?" Harry blushed. "I didn't say that. I just said that the thought of going out with Ron grossed me out. We're practically related."
"So you have?" Draco asked, becoming interested.
"Have you?" Harry responded, trying to turn the conversation around.
Draco thought about this. His answer could make him or break him. He decided to go with honesty. "Yes. When you asked me before if I had ever had a girlfriend, I was telling the truth. I did go out with a boy before though."
"Are you serious?" Harry asked, leaning forward slightly, his eyes widening.
"Yes. It didn't last long though."
"So. That makes you bi-sexual?" Harry's eyes twinkled with curiosity.
"No, I don't like girls." Draco looked right at Harry as he said this.
"Oh."
"You didn't answer my question. Have you ever liked a guy?" Draco asked.
Harry did quite a bit of blushing. "I don't know." He answered quickly.
"Well. I know a way you can find out."
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THE END! Just kidding...hehehe. I know, I know; MAJOR cliff hanger. I TOLD you that there would be hugging in this chapter! It was really fun to write. I liked the part where Harry says that Draco is his boyfriend..hehe. REVIEW! ::little voice:: Please?
TEASER: Coming up in Chapter 7: KISSES! YAY! WONDERFUL, GLORIOUS, SNOGGING!
Author: LovelyPsychopath
Warning/Disclaimers: Not owned by me! I only own the story, blah, blah, blah. Also: This is slash. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Comments: ::cowers:: I'm so sorry for dragging this story out so long! I promise that I'll speed it up. Also: I'm sorry that this update took so long. I've been really busy working on my other fic, My Boy Lolli Pop, which is my most original HP/DM yet. Anyways, read, review, and enjoy!
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Harry was woken up that night by the sound of someone crying.
"Draco?" He mumbled sleepily, rolling over to face the boy next to him. Draco's face was a mask of pain, tears rolling freely down his cheeks. His eyes were shut tightly, and every once in a while, he would say "No!" or moan weakly. Harry figured that he must be having a nightmare.
"Draco, wake up." Harry said, gently shaking the sleeping blonde. Draco woke with a start and immediately began gasping for breath.
"Please, no, no! I can't help it, I really can't! I'm so, so, sorry!" He wailed, bringing his knees to his chest in a fetal position.
"Draco, it was just a nightmare." Harry said in a soothing voice. He reached out to touch Draco's shoulder, but he flinched. Harry sighed, and leaned forward to wrap his arms around the shaking Slytherin. Draco tried to scramble away at first, but Harry held on tight. Finally, Draco's body went limp, and he nestled into Harry's warm body. He stroked Draco's hair lightly, and whispered sweet words of assurance into his ear. Harry knew what nightmares could be like.
Finally, the blonde spoke. "I'm sorry, Harry." He attempted to move away, and hide his face, but Harry would have none of it. Taking Draco's chin in his fingers, he forced Draco to look him in the eyes.
"Don't be embarrassed." Harry said with a small smile. "I cry all the time." With his thumbs, he gently wiped away the tears staining Draco's face. The Slytherin once again attempted to hide his face, but Harry stopped him.
"Don't. It's a beautiful face, I want to see it." Draco's eyes widened.
"No one's ever said that I was beautiful before."
"Are you serious?" Harry asked, thoroughly shocked. The boy sitting before him was the embodiment of the word beautiful. With his creamy pale skin, blue-gray eyes, and light blond hair, he was the most beautiful creature Harry had ever seen. "That's a crime." Harry smiled, while releasing Draco's chin.
Draco was just glad that it was dark. He was sure that his whole face was slowly turning pink.
They were silent for a while, when Harry asked, "What was your dream about?"
"It---it's hard for me to talk about." Draco's voice was soft and strained.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. It might help, though." Harry said, while rubbing small circles on Draco's back.
"Alright. I dreamt about my father. You see, when he found out about my----" Draco seemed to be searching for the right word, "problems, his reaction was less than ideal. He---he hit me; a lot; until I could barely stand up. After that, he just wouldn't speak to me. He would make sure that his eyes never fell on me. In his mind, he never had a son." A single tear fell down his cheek, and Harry wiped it away.
"It's ok. If he can't see what a wonderful person you are, he doesn't deserve to be your father." Draco nodded numbly and buried his head into Harry's shoulder.
Neither of them were certain how long Draco cried on his shoulder, but when they woke up, they were both curled together; legs and arms intertwined.
There were woken up by the sound of someone opening their door. Neither of them were awake yet, so it took them both a few seconds to realize what happened. Harry raised his head sleepily, and gasped in shock and embarrassment.
There stood the inn keeper, trying to look away; a blush staining her cheeks. Draco looked to Harry, his eyes wide. They both pulled away from each other as fast as they could, both of them retreating to opposite sides of the bed.
"It's alright boys! All sorts of people stay at my inn, and I've seen 'em all." She said, still looking out the window.
"No, it's not what you think!" Draco said, attempting to cover himself up.
She simply winked. "I won't tell a soul!" Draco just shook his head, and snuck a glance as Harry, who was smiling like a fool. "I just came up here to tell you that Mr. Dumbledore sent a letter by owl this morning, which said that he knows that you're here. He wanted to make sure that you boys knew that you weren't in trouble or nothing like that." The inn keeper smoothed out her skirt as if she was nervous. "I'll be leaving you two now."
"Do you think that we could have breakfast brought to our room? I want to spend the rest of the morning with my boyfriend" Draco made a choking noise.
'Why in Salazar's name did Harry say that for?!'
The inn keeper's eyes twinkled. "Yes, sir." She said, leaving hastily and shutting the door behind her.
Harry took one look at Draco's expression, and burst into laughter.
"That was NOT funny! Now she thinks that we're a couple!" Draco complained, while trying to cover his face with his hands.
"So? Who cares what she thinks? It was funny!" Draco simply rolled his eyes.
"Your humor is lost on me."
Harry just continued to laugh. "You should thank me! Now we don't have to rush to get ready."
"I suppose breakfast in bed does sound appealing." Draco mulled this thought over. "Fine. I forgive you."
"Thank you, honey." Harry said sweetly.
"Gah! I give up!" Draco said, burying himself underneath the sheets. Harry just cracked up again, his laughter filling the room. They sat in silence for a while.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Harry?" Draco responded, emerging from underneath the covers.
"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"
Draco was slightly surprised by this question, but answered anyway, "No. My problems started in 3rd year, so..there was really no time. Besides, no one wanted to be my friend, let alone my girl friend after that. How about you?" Draco asked.
"I went out with Ginny for a few months a while back. It didn't work out, though. She was----clingy."
"I thought that you and Hermione----"
"God no! Hermione is like my sister! That would just be----wrong!" Draco laughed, and they both fell into silence.
"You know, for a while, I thought that you and the weasel were having a candid affair." Draco said out of no where.
"What?!" Harry shouted, his eyes popping out of his head. "That's even worse than the thought of me going with Hermione!"
"So you've never thought of going with a guy?" Draco asked under his breath.
"Huh?" Harry blushed. "I didn't say that. I just said that the thought of going out with Ron grossed me out. We're practically related."
"So you have?" Draco asked, becoming interested.
"Have you?" Harry responded, trying to turn the conversation around.
Draco thought about this. His answer could make him or break him. He decided to go with honesty. "Yes. When you asked me before if I had ever had a girlfriend, I was telling the truth. I did go out with a boy before though."
"Are you serious?" Harry asked, leaning forward slightly, his eyes widening.
"Yes. It didn't last long though."
"So. That makes you bi-sexual?" Harry's eyes twinkled with curiosity.
"No, I don't like girls." Draco looked right at Harry as he said this.
"Oh."
"You didn't answer my question. Have you ever liked a guy?" Draco asked.
Harry did quite a bit of blushing. "I don't know." He answered quickly.
"Well. I know a way you can find out."
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THE END! Just kidding...hehehe. I know, I know; MAJOR cliff hanger. I TOLD you that there would be hugging in this chapter! It was really fun to write. I liked the part where Harry says that Draco is his boyfriend..hehe. REVIEW! ::little voice:: Please?
TEASER: Coming up in Chapter 7: KISSES! YAY! WONDERFUL, GLORIOUS, SNOGGING!