Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. However, I am in the works to buy it. Really? NO NOT REAAAALLLY!
Timeline: Harry's seventh year.
Warnings: Snogging, and slash. Don't like it? Don't read it!
Behind the Masks
Part 7: Love you at MidnightHarry swept up a startled Hermione into a hug as he spun her around in the Great Hall entrance. "Heeeeeeeeeello, Mione." Harry sung out in a bountiful voice.
"Hi, Harry!" Hermione laughed. "You seem to be in a wonderful mood!"
"I am." He smiled boldly.
"He's in love!" Ron laughed as Harry spun Hermione around and danced her across the floor. Everyone in the Great Hall turned and smiled widely as they had never seen Harry so happy. Even Dumbledore took a moment to look at the Gryffindor Golden Boy and give a huge smile.
"I thought he already was!" Hermione laughed as he spun her out again.
"Calliope and him got together last night!" Neville grinned knowingly.
"YOU DID! OH, Harry that's wonderful! So have you told everyone?" Hermione swung back from his arms feeling a little dizzy from the spinning.
"Nope!" Harry said cheerfully tossing her into Ron's arms that caught her blushing.
"Why not?" Hermione laughed.
"He won't tell us either, says they agreed to keep it a secret for a while." Ron grinned.
"How romantic, a secret affair." Ginny sighed behind Hermione as they sat down at the table. Harry snuck a look over at the Slytherin table looking for his muse but he wasn't there so returned to his friends.
"Can't you give us a hint?" Ron asked.
"Sure." Everyone turned to look at him, Harry smiled and said. "I'm really crazy about them." Then laughing loaded his plate for the big appetite he had that morning.
Sure, he knew he could get upset and lose his temper but why ruin such a good thing? Why be angry when he finally had someone to love?
Two weeks passed while during the day Harry kept disappearing during the oddest times. One moment he'd be walking and then the next his friends would turn around and there would be nothing but speed tracks on the ground. Ron had warned Harry against sneaking out again at night but he ignored him because all Harry wanted to do was see his Calli. And he still called Draco Calli. Because it was a little weird for Harry to kiss him and say "My darling Draco." So he kissed Draco and said "My darling, Calli."
Harry had never known someone like Draco, he thought he'd known him but he really didn't. He kept saying things that just blew Harry away. Like he hated Slytherin.
"What?" Harry feigned a gasp "Why?" He asked as they sat cuddling in Divination tower.
"They're prats don't you think?" Draco hummed and Harry tickled him.
"Extremely BIG prats!" Harry laughed. "However you know," He snickered. "That Slytherin Prefect, wow, talk about a stud." Harry winked.
"Really, you think so, he's okay, but I heard that there is this troublesome Gryffindor that keeps him up snogging all night."
"I bet he doesn't complain."
Draco grinned in a very Calli non-Malfoy way. "Mmmmh, I think someone's anchoring for special treatment from the student head of houses."
"You think…" He snickered… "Maybe." and started to kiss Draco making him snicker.
Feeling suddenly frisky Draco kneeled next to him pushing his back against the cushions Prof. Trelawney kept in the room. The Prefect straddled him with a huge mischievous grin on his face and leaned in kissing Harry. It wasn't till a moment later when Harry made it down to his throat whispering sensual things into his jaw that Draco started to shiver.
"Harry, Harry wait you know that's my weak spot. Mmmm, Harry…" Draco half whined.
Harry leaned back running his fingers over Draco's exposed flesh. "Who would have thought, the Slytherin Prince is modest."
"Modesty isn't used in a midnight meeting with a secret lover." Draco murmured as he rolled over taking him with him. Harry lay on top of Malfoy making him squirm.
"You're not my lover…yet." And kissed him.
"Harry, Harry…not the neck, please, your going to get me in trouble." Draco begged and laughing Harry pulled back. "Come on I have to finish my Prefect rounds, I can drop you off at the Gryffindor Towers."
Kissing one last time Harry put his cape back on and walked next to Draco through the halls passing only one Ghost who gave Draco a nod and proceeded through the halls.
"Here's my stop." Harry said looking up at the Fat Lady asleep in her painting.
"Goodnight." Draco grinned and looked up. "Riddiculs Mulus."
The pink lady opened her eyes and looked down at Draco. "Who are you?"
"Prefect, Riddiculs Mulus."
"Very well," She yawned and opened the door closing her eyes once more.
"Goodnight." Harry whispered and turned inside the hall coming from the painting. Draco nodded looked both ways then grabbed Harry's cape and threw him inside. "HEY!" Harry chocked as Draco laughed and closed the painting door.
"What a prat, stealing my cape, he's a Prefect he can go anywhere he wants." Harry scowled making his way up to his bed to sleep the rest of the night.
When Draco got back to his dorms it was one in the morning and he intended to sleep until he'd have to drag himself to breakfast. Smiling he smelled the invisibility clock that carried Harry's sent of the outdoors and cinnamon.
He was grinning happily as he opened his bedroom door and locked it. He stopped smiling when he saw his father sitting in front of his lit fireplace scowling at him.
"F-father!" Draco quickly hid the cloak beside his bed and turned to face Lucius who was very quiet.
"Hello, Draco." His father said in a very cool voice. "I arrived half an hour ago to find that you were not in your bed. Odd thing such that it is a school night."
"I'm a Prefect I was on a very late patrol." The lie rolled right off his tongue but he looked a little too nervous for Lucius to believe him. "What are you doing here anyway? I mean, is there anything I can do for you?"
Lucius carefully stood and started to look around Draco's shelf displays and mantel in an arrogant kind of casual curiousness. "I told you a few weeks ago I would bring news from the Dark Lord on your instructions."
Draco tried to make sure he didn't look upset. He still wasn't sure what he was going to do only that he needed to protect his lifemate. No matter what happened to him, he had to protect Harry.
"Have you been distracting that girl from, Potter?" His father asked watching for any expression that crossed his sons face. Lucius must have taught him will because it remained a completely blank slate. He knew anything Draco said to that would be a lie though.
"I've been near her, yes."
Yes, I'm sure you have. Lucius thought suppressing a glare towards his son.
"The plan has been set. You will be notified in exactly two weeks where to bring the girl. These are the Dark Lords explicit wishes. Do you understand Draco?" Lucius watched him carefully as Draco started to look itchy.
"Maybe…"
"Do anything need be. Potions, Imperious. It doesn't matter." He watched his son knowing full well he was Calliope.
Draco nodded. "Yes, Father."
Lucius frowned in a thoughtful way finally. "Sit down, Draco." He gestured as he himself took the black leather chair across from the identical loveseat in front of the fire.
Draco sat down quickly and looked into the fire so he wouldn't have to look at his father afraid he would see the lie.
"How is your supply of potions?"
"Potions? Oh, fine." Draco nodded and then saw his fathers face and he quickly replied. "I'll need more soon though." He lied. As long as Harry was with him he could flush them for all he cared.
"It's just temporary for now." He father looked into the fire next as Draco quickly looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I've found that the potions have less and less effect as your body becomes adjusted to them."
Draco looked at his father in pity. "Your lifemate….what were they like?"
"Helena." Lucius softly said in a very unlike him kind of voice. "She was…there are no words to describe her."
Draco softly smiled genuinely at his father for maybe the first time in his life. "I know exactly what you mean."
Lucius shook his head. "No matter." He was back to a cold plain slate as he stared at Draco again. "I will owl you more potions. I'm in the process of working with several charms to numb the senses."
"H-how long have you been working on them?" Draco slowly asked something inside him sending up warning signs.
"Several years. I should have it perfected by the time you need it."
If you live that long. A voice in Draco's head whispered. I don't know how you survived this long without your lifemate.
"How…how did you survive without…Helena? It seems…I don't know…impossible."
Lucius nodded. "Sometimes it seems that way, then I charm myself or take a potion and I am…numb again it is a way to survive as some must do. But…oddly enough…" He paused a moment as if wondering to reveal something to Draco he'd never told anyone else before. "…it's dreams. I've had them for the past seventeen years. She seems so…close but so far away at the same time. I suppose she's still with me in a way making sure I still know she's there. Annoying woman just can't leave me alone." There was a humor in his voice Draco hadn't heard before.
Lucius stood up. "I'll see you in two weeks, Draco. Don't forget."
"Yes, sir."
Once his father was gone Draco laid down on his bed and wondered what he was going to do.
Besides the fact he was sure he was doomed something else bothered him. It was something the Charms teacher had mentioned about using Charms on yourself to much and not using proper approved spells. Things could go wrong. It could become to powerful.
So what if the reason his father was so cold is that he really HAD froze his emotions? What if his father had charmed himself into not feeling anything and that was why he was a Death Eater? It merited some thought and also some conversation with Harry.
"I don't know, Calli." Harry told Draco as they walked through the dark courtyard after midnight the next evening. "Hasn't your father always been cold?"
"Not always. I mean he was never hugs all around, you know but…lately…the past few years he's been…not just cold but…ice. He just doesn't care about anything. I don't think he could even feel anything even if he had to kill me. That's kind of a scary thought, Harry."
The boy-who-lived tightened his grip around his hand. Draco still hadn't told him about the meeting in two weeks time. Harry didn't need to worry. He'd just figure out how to stall his father. That could buy him enough time to figure out what they were going to do in the long run.
The night was full of stars and the moon was a beautiful half crest as they walked hand in hand around the courtyard. It was enough at the moment to be in each others presence. Both of them began to feel disoriented and lonely if they didn't touch or kiss at least once a day. It was the bond that kept them pulled together and urging to be at the others side at all times.
"I'd die for you Draco; I'll never let anything happen to you."
The moon caught Draco's hair and gently glowed on his skin making him look exotic and beautiful in Harry's eyes. They kissed gently and the blonde Slytherin couldn't hold it back any more.
"I…I love you, Harry."
The boy couldn't have looked more shocked. Like he'd never heard those exact words spoken to him before. Draco was kissed till he couldn't breathe.
"I love you, Calli. I love you so much." And they kissed deeper.
(A week later)
It had been three days since they'd had any alone time or even little kisses. Both of them were going a bit crazy from the need to be beside one another. Harry went to bed after sending Draco an owl saying he'd meet him if he had patrolling duty the next few nights.
It was around one in the morning when Draco using Harry's invisibility cloak appeared beside his bed. He was so glad the doors were labeled "7th Years" just outside or Draco would have been searching for hours. He looked around at the sleeping Gryffindors and to Weasley who was snoring loudly from his postured bed.
"Mmmmh." Draco grinned and snuck into Harry's bed sending a silencing charm around the outer rims and then slowly lying down next to him shielded behind the thick dark tapestries. Malfoy still invisible pulled down Harry's covers to find him in matching blue stripped white top and sleeping pants. Malfoy undid the tie of Harry's bottoms and undid the snaps. His breath catching as he pushed up Harry's shirt and started to take it off.
Harry woke up with a start and looked down at himself and then looked at his hand wondering if he'd done it but Malfoy laughed and threw the cape off.
"DRACO?" Then he grabbed his mouth and looked at his friends even though the curtain was too dark to see through.
"They can't hear us, just keep the curtains closed." Draco started to kiss Harry in a passionate urgent way.
"Draco," Harry whispered feeling his tongue caress his own and leaning his head back feeling Draco straddle him.
"I've missed you Harry."
"Oh, Calli I've missed you so much." Harry grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him closer kissing him even deeper leaving him shivering with want. "Harry, I love you." Draco whispered in lust.
"I love you, oh Calli." He moaned and rolled him over so Harry lay between his legs.
"Yes." Malfoy moaned as Harry rocked against him kissing his sensitive neck. "Yes, Harry. More." He moaned.
He pulled Draco's sweater and undershirt over his head and started to kiss him down to his navel making him shiver.
"Please, I need more." Draco moaned in a voice Harry had never heard.
(Interlude of fun foreplay! Not passionate monkey sex but lots of fun none-the-less so grab a drink, go to the bathroom, this could take a while HA! )
Much Later:
They feel asleep accidentally too content and tired from their escapades. When Draco awoke he looked around unsure of where he was then noticed Harry and that his naked boyfriend was grinning in his sleep. Draco looked at the clock and then around and gasped. Two of the dorm mates were already up and gone from the room. Draco quickly dressed and pulled the invisibility cloak up.
"Where do you think your going?" Harry grinned pulling his lover back against him.
"Mmmmm…" Draco moaned kissing Harry deeper. "I have to go, quickly." He whispered and kissed him one last time. "I'll try to snatch you into a closet after Divination." Draco grinned pulling the cloak on and slipping out from his bed and Harry watched as the door opened and closed by itself and he looked at the clock and sighed quickly putting on his sleeping pants and t-shirt before grabbing his towel. He'd almost made it to the bathroom when he heard someone yelling. Harry dropped his things and went running down the stairs.
Ron was yelling at the air. "Someone's there! HARRYYY! HARRRYYY!" Ron yelled.
Harry came running down the stairs just as Ron glanced over his shoulder. "Harry someone has your cloak!" In panic Harry looked towards the door where Neville and a fifth year stood looking confused but guarded the door none the less.
"What? It's in my room." Harry replied trying to not sound panicked.
"No, I saw the dorm door open and I knew you were still in bed. I ran down the stairs and I bumped into someone, their here!" Ron looked around intently. "I just can't see them." He made two grabs while Harry held his breath.
"That's impossible, could have been anything, Ron. My cloaks locked in my trunk no one can get to it without the password."
"If Harry's not worried Ron maybe it was nothing." Hermione said doubtfully as she stepped forward next to him pushing his wand down to his side. "But….but I…"
"It's okay, Ron. It was just a mistake."
Damn it all these stupid creaky floors, Draco must have taken a step back because one of the floor boards creaked suddenly with the moan of weight. Draco cursed inside as Harry, Hermione and Ron slowly looked up and then Ron pounced throwing his full body length into it as he tackled Draco to the floor. Everyone watched in amazement as Ron got kicked and hit by someone that didn't look to be all there. He floated for a moment over the ground as he wrestled with them but then finally managed to get a hold of the cloak and rolled over tugging it with him and the boy underneath slowly appeared.
"MALFOY!" Ron shouted struggling to his feet with Seamus' help.
Draco rubbed the back of his head which had made hard contact with the floor as he growled. "Stupid, Weasel." He grumbled making it to his feet rubbing his elbow next.
"You're in for it now, Malfoy!" Ron shouted being held back by Seamus.
"I'm in for what?" He said with a cocky grin. "I'm a Prefect. Nothing I've done is illegal, I'm allowed to be anywhere in the castle at any time for any reason."
"You were stealing Harry's cloak!" Ron shout as Harry and Hermione looked at each other in panic.
"Nope, wrong again Weasel-bee." He gave him an uninterested look.
"You don't have one, Harry does, that's it I've scene it a million times!" Ron accused as Draco looked at Harry who was pale and then turned bright red. "Neville get McGonagall!"
"No." Harry softly spoke but it made everyone stop and look at him and he looked at Ron. "I knew he the cloak."
"But…but Harry why would you…why?" Ron got out as Harry slowly stepped next to Draco until their shoulders touched.
"To make sure no one would see him entering or leaving our room." Harry turned scarlet while everyone looked at him still confused. "So you wouldn't see him…" He slowly took Malfoy's itching hand. "…leaving my bed."
"WHAT !...NO!" Ron chocked out horrified. Everyone was in the same stunned silence. "You…no …but…Calliope…"
"I am Calliope, Weasley." Malfoy sneered. "Granger sent me a girl's token at the Ball to get back at me. When I tried to leave the party Harry stopped me and asked me to dance before I could go and fix it. I didn't know who he was at the time and I…was displeased when he removed his mask."
"Not displeased." Harry corrected. "More like…surprised."
"Fine, whatever, surprised." Malfoy rolled his eyes looking longingly at the door.
"It's true." Hermione softly said. "I've known the whole time." She was half wishing Ron would leave the two alone and come after her but he didn't even look at her.
"Harry, how could you … what would you….with HIM." Ron pointed a finger.
"I…I knew you wouldn't understand, I know no one is going to. But he's…different then you think he is. No, don't argue please you won't understand just, trust me." Harry pleaded.
Ron gawked at him a moment and then whispered. "How can I trust you Harry? I'm not even sure if I know you." And turned and hurried up the boys corridor stairs.
"Ron!" Harry called out but didn't break hands with Malfoy. Then Harry turned hurt towards Hermione who was staring worried after Ron.
Her fawn eyes met Harry and Draco's faces. "I'll talk with him. He just needs to cool down right now. Why don't you two get out of here until the Gryffindors have a chance to calm down?"
Harry slowly nodded feeling a horrible pit of grief in his stomach.
"Come on, Harry you don't need them." Malfoy stuck his pointed nose in the air "You still have me." He said turning to pull Harry out the door of the Gryffindor tower.
"Yes I do." Harry whimpered in reply to both statements.
THIS QUESTION IS COMING I KNOW IT! NO. They didn't have sex, I'd let you read what they did but it's most likely the reason this story was deleted the first time! I'm thinking about posting it on adultfanfitcion . net.
Poor Ron I'd be upset if my best friend was dating my enemy, too! So don't be too hard on him. What do you guys think I should do about Ron? I know what's going to happen with Draco and Harry then I also have my plans for Helena/Mione and Lucius. So what about poor lonely Ron? Luna perhaps? Or Pansy! HA!
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