In the closet- Day 1 (Sunday)
Author's note: You like me, you really like me! Sirius and Dumbledore live! Beware; there are spoilers for Book 6. In my story, Snape doesn't kill Dumbledore and Voldemort was weakened by the loss of one of his most faithful followers. I have cookies to hand out, so… cookies to
-zuko'sfirebendingirl
-jka1
-vitreous mistress
-yaeko
-fifespice
-shirleybobo
They all guessed correctly for one of the characters. Which character? You'll have to read the story to find out!
Disclaimer: I realized I didn't put a disclaimer on the last chapter so this one covers that chapter and this one. –Clears throat- Here it goes…I don't own the Hogwarts students and faculty or any other thing created by Ms. Rowling. I don't own "Barbie girl", Aqua does.
"I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world. Life in plastic, it's fantastic!" Draco snuggled deeper into the pillow and smiled. "You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere," Harry can undress me everywhere, "Imagination, life is your creation." Draco opened his eyes and looked over at the CD player that he had charmed to start at a certain time. Do I leave it on or turn it off? "Come on Barbie, let's go party!" I guess I'll leave it on; it's so bad that it's almost good. Almost…
Draco threw back the silk sheets covering him and hopped out of bed. "I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world." He skipped into his bathroom and checked himself out in the mirror over the sink. "Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair," he grabbed the brush and went through his hair a few times with it, "undress me everywhere. Imagination, life is your creation. Come on Barbie, let's go party!" He danced over to his closet and looked at his clothes, trying to decided what outfit to where.
"I'm a blonde bimbo girl, in the fantasy world. Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly." He pulled out his favorite pair of black jeans and a forest green tank top. "You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink, kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky…" Draco imagined Harry as a rock star dressed in pink, and he chuckled to himself. "You can touch, you can play, if you say: 'I'm always yours'". The blonde tossed his shirt and pants on the bed and headed back to the bathroom. "I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world. Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere. Imagination, life is your creation."
He turned on the shower, "Come on Barbie, let's go party! Come on Barbie, let's go party!" he pulled off his boxers and got in. "Come on Barbie, let's go party! Come on Barbie, let's go party!" He started dancing as he soaped up his towel. "Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please." Harry could make me do almost anything. I wonder if he'll ever know how much power he has over me. I'll never tell him, that would give him way too much power over me… "I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees. Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again," Who came up with these lyrics! He shook his head, spraying water in every direction. I only like the chorus any way…
"Hit the town, fool around, let's go party. "You can touch, you can play, if you say: 'I'm always yours.' You can touch, you can play, if you say: 'I'm always yours.'" He washed his body and rinsed off while the male singer repeated, "Come on Barbie, let's go party!" He turned off the water and stepped on the boxers he had discarded earlier. The Slytherin boy grabbed his towel from off the counter and began drying off. "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world. Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere. Imagination, life is your creation." Once he was dry he dropped the towel on top of the boxers and walked back into his bedroom. I love being naked!
A wave of happiness hit him and he couldn't suppress a grin. I'm dating the hottest bloke in Hogwarts! I snogged the boy who lived! He ran over to the bed and did a flying leap onto it. Draco started singing along with the song, "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world. Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere. Imagination, life is your creation." It's a good thing I put an Imperturbable charm on my room. He tapped the CD player that was on the end table by his bed and said, "Finite incantatem." The song of music immediately stopped and Draco sighed.
He picked up his pants and slid them up his legs and past his hips. Now comes the hard part. Okay, you can do this. Deep breath in… Draco inhaled and sucked everything in. He quickly buttoned the buttons on his pants. Damn, button fly jeans! Just one more… He buttoned the last button and exhaled. The blond peered down at himself and smirked. Not bad. Usually it takes two or three tries to get them buttoned up completely. Draco was by no means fat but the jeans he had squeezed into were meant for a girl's body. Not that he would ever admit to wearing girls pants.
He lay there on the bed for a moment then slowly sat up. So far so good… He cautiously stood up then swayed his hips from side to side. I just might be alright. He bent down to the floor suddenly and winced, half expecting to hear a ripping sound. After a moment he rose out of his squatted position and pumped his fists in the air. "Yes! These jeans won't be ripping today!" His momentary excitement was interrupted by a knock on his door. "Who is it?" he called out irritably. "It's the sexiest man in all of Slytherin," the voice said in a sing-song manner. Draco smiled a little as he recognized the voice, he grabbed his tank top and pulled it over his head as he walked to the door.
The blonde pulled the door open, smirked into the face of one of his best mates, Blaise Zabini. "Make that the second sexiest man in all of Slytherin and I'll let you in," the prince of Slytherin drawled. Blaise grinned, "Deal, now let me in." The blonde stepped aside and closed the door behind Blaise who made himself at home and lay down on the unmade bed. Draco strode over to the side of the bed and glared down at the motionless figure, "What do you want?" Blaise cracked open one eye and looked at the blonde, "I'm hiding from Millicent Bulstrode; she wants to give me a knuckle sandwich."
Draco's interest was peeked, Millicent usually saved the knuckle sandwiches for Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors. What did he do? He crawled over Blaise and sat down next to him, his eyes bright with curiosity, "What did you do?" The caramel skinned boy rolled his eyes and grinned, "I 'stole' her man." Draco's eyes widened and he chuckled, "You stole her man? I didn't know she had a man." What crazy fool would want to date her? Blaise sat up and leaned against the black headboard, "Tch, I did not steal her man. Seamus is gay and I'm sure he doesn't even know her."
Now we're both dating Gryffindors. Draco got the urge to tell his mate of his good news but he knew he shouldn't. Instead he said, "How is the Gryffindork anyway?" Blaise, who had went into the bathroom to study his reflection, replied, "He's fine. Actually we have a date tonight, how do I look?" Draco gave the curly haired boy a once over, "You look good, Finnigan won't be able to resist you." Blaise stopped primping in the mirror and smiled at his long time friend, "Thanks." He came out of the bathroom and sat down next to Draco, "So, Draco. Where were you last night?"
Blaise smirked, "You didn't think I forgot about that did you? After all a snake never forgets." The blonde rolled his eyes, "Elephants never forget Blaise, not snakes. And no, I didn't think you had forgotten." I just hoped you had... Blaise sat there staring at Draco expectantly and Draco sat there blank faced and tight lipped. The brown eyed boy huffed, "Well, tell me already." Draco hesitated, Should I tell him? I know he won't tell anyone, and I do need help with this being in the closet thing. Draco waited for the two familiar poof sounds to be heard in the vicinity of his head. Any second now... Pretty soon he gave up on the idea, it seemed that the two Shoulder people had abandoned him. The prince of Slytherin took a deep breath and gave Blaise a summery of what had happened over the past few days.
"And then we agreed to keep our relationship a secret but I don't know how to act around him anymore," Draco finished. The dark eyed boy whistled low, "You and Potter, eh? It's not really a surprise that you liked Potter after all, you did gaze at him over breakfast every morning." Draco glared at the other boy, "I did not gaze at Potter!" Blaise waved a dismissive hand, "Sure you didn't. Any way, I know how to help you with being in the closet." The blonde looked like he was ready to go into one of his tirades about Malfoy's not needing help when Blaise grabbed him by the shoulders to get his attention and said, "Listen carefully, I'm going to give you the ultimate secret to being in the closet. Pretend like it never happened unless you're alone together." The caramel skinned boy released the other boy and waited for his reaction to his advice.
Draco crossed his arms and scowled, "Pretend like it didn't happen..." he said incredulously, "any idiot could have told me that." Blaise wasn't upset, he knew that even though he had practically asked for help he wouldn't be very polite about accepting it. That was just who Draco was. The curly haired boy looked at his watch and told Draco that he had to go or else he would be late for his date with Seamus. As he was walking out the door he heard his friend call out to him, "Hey Blaise," Draco said softly. "Thanks." Blaise was shocked; he had rarely if ever heard his friend thank anyone for giving him advice. However he knew that making a big deal out of it would probably make the blonde never want to do it again, so he simply said, "Any time."
For a long time after Blaise left Draco just lay there in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking. Who is it that Harry's dated? Finnigan? Nah, too ... something. Longbottom? Pssh, don't make me laugh. Harry needs someone powerful and Longbottom's almost a squib. The next possible guy made Draco's stomach heave in disgust. Oh, Merlin. Don't tell me it was...Weasley. That boy's such a coward and a prat. His thoughts continued like this for hours as he went through the most likely candidates in each house. Finally at around eight o'clock he stopped pondering who Harry's ex could be so he could go do his Head Boy duties.
For some reason he felt uneasy after doing his rounds in Gryffindor. Must be because I'm nervous about possibly seeing Harry. Even after he had made his rounds and come all the way back to his room he still felt uneasy. He looked around in the hallway behind him and after seeing no one, muttered the password to his room, "Bad faith". The door swung open and he rushed inside and closed the door quickly behind him. He felt a little better being in his password protected room but not much. Maybe it's these robes. The blonde took off his robes and tossed them on a nearby chair. "Nice," a voice behind him praised. Draco spun around to face his intruder only to find that his intruder couldn't be seen.
Draco reached for his wand but he remembered that it was in the robes he had just discarded. Bullocks! Draco mentally stamped his feet while cursing his stupidity. Calm down, if need be I can simple apparate somewhere else. Draco glared at the spot he thought the voice came from, "Who's there?" The disembodied voice sounded mock hurt, "After all these years Malfoy, you still don't recognize my voice." I'd know that cheeky git's voice anywhere! "Potter," the blonde broke into a smile. "I'm going to kill you! I thought Moaning Myrtle had followed me to my room again," he looked around expecting to see the Gryffindor pop out of his hiding place, "Where are you?"
He heard a rustling sound then Harry appeared out of thin air holding a cloak. Draco's eyes widened and he rushed over to touch the cloak reverently, "Is that an Invisibility cloak? They're really rare, father's been looking for one for years. He's been trying to find someone willing to sell theirs to him but no one wants to part with them." Harry smirked and said, "Do you mean to tell me that there's something that a Malfoy wanted and couldn't have? The world must be coming to an end." Malfoy playfully shoved the smirking boy and retorted, "Shut up." Harry walked up to the blonde, wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed himself against Draco, "Make me," he said teasingly. Make you, huh?
The silvery eyed teen wrapped his arms around his paramour's low back which made the two boys press so tightly against one another that a galleon couldn't pass between them. Draco darted out his tongue and licked Harry's lower lip. The latter whimpered and his eyes fluttered shut, the blonde took his reaction as encouragement and moved in closer. He sucked briefly on the brunets lip before diving in and snogging him senseless. Harry's hands roamed over the muscles in the blondes back then he grabbed the hem on the blonde's tank top and tugged upward. The boys broke apart briefly so Harry could finish removing Draco's shirt, once the garment was off they went back to kissing. Draco's hands weren't idle, they had made their way down and were caressing Harry's firm backside. It's perfect, not too big, not too small…
-pouf- "Shag him! Strip him naked and have your way with him…" Shoulder Angel called to him from his right shoulder. Wait a second! I thought that was Shoulder Devil's line... Shoulder Angel shrugged, "Well, he's on vacation so I have to fill in for him. Anyway…" he cleared his throat and poufed over to Draco's other shoulder. He held his halo over his head, "No, doesn't! You should get to know him better." -pouf- Shoulder Angel went back to the other shoulder and hid his halo behind his back, "What's to know? It's Potter, his life story is legend." -pouf- He panted and held the halo over his head, "What's his favorite color, who's his ex, see… you can't answer either of those questions. Get to know him better, find out what he wants out of life, and learn what each of his expressions mean. Give me a break here, Draco, just side with me this once. It would be extremely embarrassing to lose to Shoulder Devil when he's not even here." His Shoulder friend hoped for the best and disappeared.
Eventually Draco pulled out of the kiss and chuckled when Harry's lips followed his. One day we'll do more, but not today. Draco noted with satisfaction that he wasn't the only one who had been -ahem- excited. His devious side kicked in and he brushed his erection against Harry's. The brunet met the Slytherin boy's eyes, his surprise evident. Yeah, he mentally smirked, I noticed. The green eyed boy blushed and leaned his head against his boyfriends head. For a few moments they stayed like that, panting gently into each others face and catching their breath.
Harry was the first to speak, "Who ever taught you how to kiss needs a medal. I've never been kissed like that." Draco blushed and swelled with pride, on the inside of course, a Malfoy does not go gaga over a compliment. Draco licked his lips, his curiosity aroused, and asked, "Like what?" The blush that had finally faded away was coming back with a vengeance, "So… passionately. My last boyfriend's kisses were more… I don't know. They were less sensual." Speaking of which… "So, Potter," Draco said as he sat down on the cloak covered chair, "who was your last boyfriend anyway?"
The Gryffindor smiled then crossed his arms and leaned on the bed post. He shook his head and said, "No way. I'm not telling you who I dated until you tell me who Lucius is dating." Draco leaned forward in his seat and said excitedly, "Deal, now tell me." Harry suppressed a smile, "Are you ready?" the blonde nodded. "Are you sure you're ready?" the brunet asked, "Yes I'm sure!" Draco answered impatiently. "My ex boyfriend is," Harry began, "…are you sure" The blonde interrupted, "Yes, I'm bloody sure! Now tell me." Harry grinned, "Okay, don't say I didn't warn you. My ex-boyfriend is…Colin Creevey."
Colin Creevey, that kid with a camera permanently attached to his hand! Draco looked dumbfounded and Harry couldn't suppress his laughter, "I did warn you." The stunned look didn't leave Draco's face for several seconds and the emerald eyed boy got a little worried. "Malfoy," he said anxiously, "say something." The blonde blinked slowly and snapped out of his stunned state. "Out of all the people you could have said, Colin Creevey is the last person I expected. I thought he annoyed you." Harry smirked, "Maybe I have a thing for guys who annoy me after all I am dating you." Draco delicately snorted, "Ha Ha. Seriously though, why did you go out with Creevey?"
Harry sighed and sat down on the bed, "He made me feel good about myself when I needed it. Besides that, I guess I got used to him. He wasn't as much of an annoying fangirl as I thought he was." He ran his hand through his midnight black hair, "He wanted to tell everyone that he was dating me but he hadn't told his parents that he was gay. He knew that if he told people his brother Dennis would find out and tell their parents. So, we kept it a secret but that didn't work out very well. I found out that I'm a very touchy-feely kind of boyfriend and not being able to hug or kiss him in public really frustrated me."
That settles it, I have to come out of the closet before the end of the school year. Draco walked over to the bed, climbed in and sat behind Harry. "Malfoy," Harry twisted around to look at the other boy, "what…" that was all he got out before he was grabbed by two surprisingly strong arms. The arms pulled him back until his back was pressed firmly against Draco's chest. The blonde wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and put his chin on his shoulder, he kissed his cheek. "I was thinking Potter, maybe after Christmas break we could tell people about us, to hell with the fangirls." Harry raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure? You know I didn't tell you about Colin to pressure you into coming out about us."
"I know." The blonde replied. "We had a deal, pay up on your end of the bargain. Who is Lucius dating?" Harry asked excitedly. Draco smirked, "Severus Snape, of course," he drawled. "After all, he is my godfather and my father's closest friend." Harry shuddered thinking of the two men who hated him the most kissing. Even worse, they would be the parents he would be obligated to meet. Even though they knew it was getting late they decided to talk for a while.
The two boys spent hours getting to know each other and before they knew it, it was time for Harry to go. The brunet yawned, "It's getting late, maybe I should be heading back." Draco smirked, "It's way past curfew, how do you plan to get back to Gryffindor tower?" Harry picked up the Invisibility cloak and flung it over himself, "The same way I got down here," his disembodied voice said. "You know," Draco said amused, "there are less dangerous ways to go about it. Why risk getting a detention if you don't have to?"
Harry pulled off his cloak and said sarcastically, "Ok, Mr. Genius, how do you propose I get to my dorms?" The prince of Slytherin wriggled his eyebrows, put on his robes and pointed to the badge on them, "I'm head boy. I can pretend to be escorting you back to your common room after catching you out." Harry rolled his eyes and smiled, "I suppose your way would keep me out of trouble."
The boys made the long trek up to Gryffindor tower without a hitch. Harry said the password and after the Fat Lady opened the door for him, Draco gave him a peck on the lips and wished him goodnight. Then after Harry had gone in and Draco began the long walk back down to the dungeons he and made a promise to himself to steal as many kisses as he could each day. I'm going to show Potter that being in the closet can be interesting.