Thanks again to all my reviewers. You've been wonderful.
Disclaimers et al in part 1
Chapter 9 - Harry and Draco sitting in a tree...
It was four weeks until the Christmas hols started. To say Draco and Harry were getting nervous would have been an understatement. When Lucius took Draco to Madame Malkin's to choose his robes, it took him an hour to decide which one he wanted. It was over an hour in the jewelry store picking out just the right bonding bracelet. His father was ready to hex him by the time they made their way to the Tea Room.
Draco snapped at Pansy when he found out she was spying on Harry and him. When she threatened to tell his father what was going on, he told her, in no uncertain terms and very loudly, that his father already knew, thank you very much, and he was doing what his father wanted and unless she wanted to be on the wrong end of a very nasty hex, she had better shut her mouth.
The common room got quiet as everyone turned to look at the blond teen. He muttered a few choice words then stormed out of the room.
Harry was doing no better. He had taken to hiding from Ron and Hermione during much of their free time. The weekend Moria came to Hogwarts to take him to get his robes fitted, she gave him a book about wizarding etiquette. Over tea, she told him why she had given it to him. She asked him to read it, saying they would talk about it the next weekend when she visited. Any questions he had before that, he could ask Draco.
Draco and Harry were spending a lot of time together. Other than the adults involved, there was no one they could talk to except each other about what was going on. Sometimes they would meet in an empty classroom in the dungeon not far from Severus' quarters.
One Friday, they were sitting on some pillows Draco had transfigured from some books they'd found there. Harry had gotten some sweets from Dobby and they sat eating in silence for a while.
"People are not going to be happy," Draco finally said quietly.
"No, they're not," Harry agreed. "They may not be happy for us but our true friends should support us."
"True," Draco agreed, "if our names weren't Malfoy and Potter. My friends...I don't think I have any real friends."
"Ron will explode and refuse to talk to me for a while," Harry said. "Hermione will explode and then she'll try and find a way to get me out of it."
Draco almost asked if he wanted to get out of it but he held his tongue. "At least we really don't have to do anything," he finally said. "Aunt Moria is taking care of everything."
"I like your aunt," Harry said. "She's nice."
"Yes, she is."
"She was a friend of my mom's," Harry said. "They used to study together."
It was quiet for a few minutes. "Draco, have you ever done it before?" Harry asked.
"'It'?"
"You know," Harry said. "Sex."
"Male or female?" Draco asked.
"Either," Harry said.
"Females, a little snogging and such," Draco shrugged. "Nothing with males."
"Same here," Harry said. He looked at the other teen. "This is going to be awful, isn't it? I mean neither of us know what we're doing."
"There's got to be books out there," Draco said.
"Well, I don't think they're in the library," Harry said. "And I don't think this is something we can ask your father about."
"No, it isn't," Draco said, "even if he wasn't one hundred percent heterosexual. Aunt Moria would do it but she would tease us mercilessly."
"At least she wouldn't be mean about it," Harry said.
"That only leaves Dumbledore," both teens shuddered, "or my godfather."
"Snape," Harry sighed. "I can't believe we're actually thinking about this."
"At least he won't make fun of us." Harry just glared. "Who am I kidding?" Draco moaned. "We'll have to pick him up from the floor because he'll be laughing so hard."
That's how Draco found himself standing in Severus' office the next afternoon. "Is there something you wanted, Mr. Malfoy?" the professor asked."
"I have a favor to ask, Uncle Severus," Draco said.
"Oh it's like that, is it?" Severus asked. "Well, what's the favor?"
"Harry and I were talking," Draco said. "You see, he and I... that is, we... neither of us have ever... we need...." He looked at the floor.
"Draco, what are you going on about?" Severus asked.
Draco took a deep breath. "It's about sex," he finally said.
An eyebrow arched. "What about it?"
"Merlin, this is embarrassing," Draco muttered.
"It won't get any easier with stalling," Severus said. "Just spit it out and be done with it."
"All right, here goes," Draco said. "Harry and I know nothing about gay sex and were wondering if you could help us out."
There was a small cough. "What kind of help?" the older man asked.
"We thought maybe you could find us a... a book or something," Draco said. His face was about the same color as Ron's hair.
"A book?"
"Well, we need something!" Draco exploded "It's not like either of us have any experience with this!"
"You're both virgins," Severus said, trying not to smile, "in every sense of the word."
"So what if we are?" Draco asked. "Being a virgin isn't something to be ashamed of, you know."
"No, it isn't," Severus said, "and I apologize for my mirth."
Draco waved the apology away. "Will you help us or not?" he asked.
"I'll see what I can do," Severus said.
"Thank you," Draco said. "Just one more thing."
"And that would be?"
"Could you wait five minutes after I leave to start laughing?" the teen asked. "At least that way, I'll have the illusion that you took this seriously." Severus just waved him out of the room.
Three days later, a package was delivered to Draco. Unwrapping it, he saw two books inside. They were 'A Beginner's Guide to Gay Sex' and 'The Joy of Gay Sex'. Uncle Severus came through. He showed them to Harry that night.
"Did he laugh much when you asked?" Harry asked.
"Not while I could hear it," Draco said, "but, knowing his warped sense of humor, it probably kept him chuckling the rest of the day."
"I wouldn't doubt it," Harry said. "Have you looked at the books?"
"A little," Draco said. "I thought it would be better if we looked at them together."
They laid down on the transfigured pillows and opened 'The Beginner's Guide'. The only sound few the next few minutes was the turning of pages. Both boys were turning very red with the turning of each page. Finally, Draco slammed the book shut.
"Oh, Merlin," he said.
"I've heard about things like that," Harry said, "but I never realized..."
"Neither did I," Draco said. "We have to do that."
"Yeah, we do," Harry said. "This is your father's fault."
"Yeah, it is," Draco said. "We'll get even with him later." He looked at the other boy. "So what do we do now?"
"I'm not sure," Harry said. "I mean, I don't want to go into this with my eyes closed but...."
"But you don't feel like having sex at this point," Draco finished. "Me, either." Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "We've gotten to know each other better but I don't think we're ready for that."
"On the other hand, if we haven't done anything, it's going to be very... awkward," Harry said. "What do you suggest?"
"Well, how about a kiss?" Draco suggested. "I mean, that would probably be a good way to start."
Harry nodded. "So what do we do?" he asked.
Draco sat up and motioned Harry to sit up as well. "Just relax," Draco whispered. He slipped his hand around Harry's neck and gently pulled the other boy to him. Their lips touched gently for a couple of seconds before they pulled apart.
"Wow," Harry said quietly.
"Yeah," Draco agreed.
"Can we try it again?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Draco said, "if you'd like."
Their lips touched but this time they didn't pull apart. Draco lightly licked Harry's bottom lip, causing the dark-haired boy to moan. Draco took advantage of the situation and rubbed his tongue along the front of Harry's It didn't take Harry long to respond. Soon, their kisses became very deep and very hot.
After what seemed like forever and just seconds, they broke apart. Both boys were panting and their faces were flushed but not from embarrassment this time. It took them a few minutes to get their breathing, and other bodily reactions, under control.
"It's almost curfew," Harry said. "We'd better go."
Draco nodded. "Tomorrow night?" he asked.
"Yeah," Harry said, giving him a small smile. "Tomorrow night." He gave Draco another small kiss then slipped out of the classroom.
That night, both boys laid in their beds, thinking about those kisses. It was a long time before either of them fell asleep.
TBC
I know this is shorter than the past three chapters but this seemed like a natural place to stop. Ah, the first stirrings of young love.
Disclaimers et al in part 1
Chapter 9 - Harry and Draco sitting in a tree...
It was four weeks until the Christmas hols started. To say Draco and Harry were getting nervous would have been an understatement. When Lucius took Draco to Madame Malkin's to choose his robes, it took him an hour to decide which one he wanted. It was over an hour in the jewelry store picking out just the right bonding bracelet. His father was ready to hex him by the time they made their way to the Tea Room.
Draco snapped at Pansy when he found out she was spying on Harry and him. When she threatened to tell his father what was going on, he told her, in no uncertain terms and very loudly, that his father already knew, thank you very much, and he was doing what his father wanted and unless she wanted to be on the wrong end of a very nasty hex, she had better shut her mouth.
The common room got quiet as everyone turned to look at the blond teen. He muttered a few choice words then stormed out of the room.
Harry was doing no better. He had taken to hiding from Ron and Hermione during much of their free time. The weekend Moria came to Hogwarts to take him to get his robes fitted, she gave him a book about wizarding etiquette. Over tea, she told him why she had given it to him. She asked him to read it, saying they would talk about it the next weekend when she visited. Any questions he had before that, he could ask Draco.
Draco and Harry were spending a lot of time together. Other than the adults involved, there was no one they could talk to except each other about what was going on. Sometimes they would meet in an empty classroom in the dungeon not far from Severus' quarters.
One Friday, they were sitting on some pillows Draco had transfigured from some books they'd found there. Harry had gotten some sweets from Dobby and they sat eating in silence for a while.
"People are not going to be happy," Draco finally said quietly.
"No, they're not," Harry agreed. "They may not be happy for us but our true friends should support us."
"True," Draco agreed, "if our names weren't Malfoy and Potter. My friends...I don't think I have any real friends."
"Ron will explode and refuse to talk to me for a while," Harry said. "Hermione will explode and then she'll try and find a way to get me out of it."
Draco almost asked if he wanted to get out of it but he held his tongue. "At least we really don't have to do anything," he finally said. "Aunt Moria is taking care of everything."
"I like your aunt," Harry said. "She's nice."
"Yes, she is."
"She was a friend of my mom's," Harry said. "They used to study together."
It was quiet for a few minutes. "Draco, have you ever done it before?" Harry asked.
"'It'?"
"You know," Harry said. "Sex."
"Male or female?" Draco asked.
"Either," Harry said.
"Females, a little snogging and such," Draco shrugged. "Nothing with males."
"Same here," Harry said. He looked at the other teen. "This is going to be awful, isn't it? I mean neither of us know what we're doing."
"There's got to be books out there," Draco said.
"Well, I don't think they're in the library," Harry said. "And I don't think this is something we can ask your father about."
"No, it isn't," Draco said, "even if he wasn't one hundred percent heterosexual. Aunt Moria would do it but she would tease us mercilessly."
"At least she wouldn't be mean about it," Harry said.
"That only leaves Dumbledore," both teens shuddered, "or my godfather."
"Snape," Harry sighed. "I can't believe we're actually thinking about this."
"At least he won't make fun of us." Harry just glared. "Who am I kidding?" Draco moaned. "We'll have to pick him up from the floor because he'll be laughing so hard."
That's how Draco found himself standing in Severus' office the next afternoon. "Is there something you wanted, Mr. Malfoy?" the professor asked."
"I have a favor to ask, Uncle Severus," Draco said.
"Oh it's like that, is it?" Severus asked. "Well, what's the favor?"
"Harry and I were talking," Draco said. "You see, he and I... that is, we... neither of us have ever... we need...." He looked at the floor.
"Draco, what are you going on about?" Severus asked.
Draco took a deep breath. "It's about sex," he finally said.
An eyebrow arched. "What about it?"
"Merlin, this is embarrassing," Draco muttered.
"It won't get any easier with stalling," Severus said. "Just spit it out and be done with it."
"All right, here goes," Draco said. "Harry and I know nothing about gay sex and were wondering if you could help us out."
There was a small cough. "What kind of help?" the older man asked.
"We thought maybe you could find us a... a book or something," Draco said. His face was about the same color as Ron's hair.
"A book?"
"Well, we need something!" Draco exploded "It's not like either of us have any experience with this!"
"You're both virgins," Severus said, trying not to smile, "in every sense of the word."
"So what if we are?" Draco asked. "Being a virgin isn't something to be ashamed of, you know."
"No, it isn't," Severus said, "and I apologize for my mirth."
Draco waved the apology away. "Will you help us or not?" he asked.
"I'll see what I can do," Severus said.
"Thank you," Draco said. "Just one more thing."
"And that would be?"
"Could you wait five minutes after I leave to start laughing?" the teen asked. "At least that way, I'll have the illusion that you took this seriously." Severus just waved him out of the room.
Three days later, a package was delivered to Draco. Unwrapping it, he saw two books inside. They were 'A Beginner's Guide to Gay Sex' and 'The Joy of Gay Sex'. Uncle Severus came through. He showed them to Harry that night.
"Did he laugh much when you asked?" Harry asked.
"Not while I could hear it," Draco said, "but, knowing his warped sense of humor, it probably kept him chuckling the rest of the day."
"I wouldn't doubt it," Harry said. "Have you looked at the books?"
"A little," Draco said. "I thought it would be better if we looked at them together."
They laid down on the transfigured pillows and opened 'The Beginner's Guide'. The only sound few the next few minutes was the turning of pages. Both boys were turning very red with the turning of each page. Finally, Draco slammed the book shut.
"Oh, Merlin," he said.
"I've heard about things like that," Harry said, "but I never realized..."
"Neither did I," Draco said. "We have to do that."
"Yeah, we do," Harry said. "This is your father's fault."
"Yeah, it is," Draco said. "We'll get even with him later." He looked at the other boy. "So what do we do now?"
"I'm not sure," Harry said. "I mean, I don't want to go into this with my eyes closed but...."
"But you don't feel like having sex at this point," Draco finished. "Me, either." Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "We've gotten to know each other better but I don't think we're ready for that."
"On the other hand, if we haven't done anything, it's going to be very... awkward," Harry said. "What do you suggest?"
"Well, how about a kiss?" Draco suggested. "I mean, that would probably be a good way to start."
Harry nodded. "So what do we do?" he asked.
Draco sat up and motioned Harry to sit up as well. "Just relax," Draco whispered. He slipped his hand around Harry's neck and gently pulled the other boy to him. Their lips touched gently for a couple of seconds before they pulled apart.
"Wow," Harry said quietly.
"Yeah," Draco agreed.
"Can we try it again?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Draco said, "if you'd like."
Their lips touched but this time they didn't pull apart. Draco lightly licked Harry's bottom lip, causing the dark-haired boy to moan. Draco took advantage of the situation and rubbed his tongue along the front of Harry's It didn't take Harry long to respond. Soon, their kisses became very deep and very hot.
After what seemed like forever and just seconds, they broke apart. Both boys were panting and their faces were flushed but not from embarrassment this time. It took them a few minutes to get their breathing, and other bodily reactions, under control.
"It's almost curfew," Harry said. "We'd better go."
Draco nodded. "Tomorrow night?" he asked.
"Yeah," Harry said, giving him a small smile. "Tomorrow night." He gave Draco another small kiss then slipped out of the classroom.
That night, both boys laid in their beds, thinking about those kisses. It was a long time before either of them fell asleep.
TBC
I know this is shorter than the past three chapters but this seemed like a natural place to stop. Ah, the first stirrings of young love.