I Have To Tell You…

Warning: Not for the Squeamish! H/D/R Slash

A/n: My friend Sara wrote this story, and its FABULOUS…or at least I think so…so here goes…

Chapter One

Harry entered the Gryffindor Boy's Dormitory, exhausted. As he started changing into his nightclothes, he heard sheets rustling behind him. He quickly pulled on his pajama bottoms and turned around.

Ron was sitting on Harry's bad watching him. Harry slipped both his arms into the sleeves and walked over to him. Ron stood up and buttoned Harry's shirt. They were both smiling, but no one could see them except each other. Ron grabbed the invisibility cloak and draped it over both of them.

Harry raised his eyebrows, knowing what Ron wanted, and gave him a seductive smile. He pushed his body hard onto Ron. He locked lips with him and gently pushed him onto the bed. As Ron pulled away slowly, he leaned his forehead against Harry's. They were both breathing hard,. Then Ron grabbed Harry, who let out a small moan, as Ron began to stroke him.

Without thinking Harry pushed him off. "Ron" he whispered, seeing the hurt in his eyes. "Baby, I'm sorry , but we cant do this here…we're not with Sirius or Remus, they understand us." He grabbed Ron's hand and kissed him gently.

Ron took off the cloak after Harry finished.

"Okay, we'll wait for Christmas break then?" He asked hopefully.

"Yes," Harry crawled into bed and watched Ron do the same. He looked up at his ceiling remembering hours before he entered the dormitory.

Flashback

Harry had heard Draco breathing as he ran out to the Quidditch stands. Draco was crying on the stands with his hands over his face. Then he pulled up a sleeve on his robes as he lowered his hands. Conjuring up a silver blade he placed it on his skin.

Just as the blade started cutting, Harry whipped out his wand and knocked the blade out of his hand. Alerted, Draco looked up. He let out a small moan a quiet laugh. With a deep breath Harry walked over to him.

Draco ran his hands through his hair and looked over to Harry, "If it isn't the Golden Boy that broke my heart!" He said sarcastically, throwing his head back.

Harry knew what he was talking about. HE was referring to Ron.

"Look, Draco…" Harry started, but there was no way for him to explain everything.

"Does Weasley know? About us I mean…" Draco asked, looking over to Harry.

"No, he doesn't.' Answered Harry.

"If you don't tell him about it, I will . He's so innocent, he doesn't deserve to be lied to," Draco was now looking at a puddle of mud smiling. He took out his wand and in the puddle there appeared a picture a Harry. "I've been working on thi spell for quite a while, its one of my favorites." He looked over to Harry.

Before Draco knew anything, they were locked in lust. Harry's hands were all over Draco's body.

"Draco, " Harry sighed "I'm sorry, baby, it wont happen again." Tears were streaming down his face. Draco stopped and picked Harry up, then put him on his feet.

"Let's go" Draco said, As he walked inside, Harry knew exactly where Draco was taking him. The place that they always went to when they made love. The Room of Requirement.

When they entered Harry saw exactly what he feared, A cold dungeon, with a king sized bed in the middle of a windowless room, lit with torches, and decorated with torturing devices.

"Baby, please don't, I'm sorry!" Harry pleaded as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Shut up, whore" Draco yelled as he slapped Harry, "Learn to take it like a fucking bitch!"

End of FlashBack

A/ N: Ha ha ha ah ah ha (coughs) I left you with a cliffie! HA HA HA AH AH A (coughs) Please R/R!