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And now, drum roll please, chapter 2!
Chapter II:
What If?
Harry
When I woke up, it was warm…
Warm…
When I thought about that word,
it seemed to remind me of
something…
The warmth was soothing…
But…
Where was it coming from?
I moved a little bit…
And felt arms wrapped around me.
It was nice to have arms wrapped
around me…
And then…
I remembered.
My eyes snapped open and Draco's
face met me…
Holy…
I'm calling him Draco now!
In spite of myself, I blush at that
thought.
I smiled while blushing.
Draco's face made me smile.
I never knew he could look so… Relaxed?
Calm?
I don't know how to describe it…
But he looked gorgeous when he's
sleeping…
I was suddenly scared…
You know those thoughts?
Those thoughts you think when you
don't want to think them?
Well, those are the thoughts I was
thinking…
What if…
What if he doesn't want me
anymore?
He already has what he wanted…
What if he only wanted me for sex?
He was scared, wasn't he?
He was… vulnerable?
He could have…
Just wanted to feel good…
What if he thinks I'm ugly?
He's so beautiful,
How could I even compare?
What if I… wasn't any good?
It was… my first time…
I mean…
No one else wanted me…
I reached out and put my hand on his
cheek…
So soft and warm…
He was so nice to me…
He wouldn't…
Throw me away…
Would he?
What if he thinks I look…
Disgusting?
No one's ever seen me undressed
before.
For all I know…
I could be.
I lifted up the sheet,
Blushing my entire face red.
My ears were even red, now.
I'm not a pervert or anything…
I just blush easily, okay?
His body was faultless.
I didn't think anyone could
look like that…
I didn't even bother to look at my
own body.
I know mine doesn't look like that.
I'm…
Not good enough…
I think of jumping up,
Running away…
But I can't move…
I'm too afraid…
What if I wake him up?
Draco
I don't think he knows,
But I was awake.
I just didn't open my eyes.
I felt his fingers on my cheek.
He was trembling.
I knew he was not cold,
So he must have been…
Scared?
Fuck.
Great.
Yeah.
Just what I needed.
He's bloody scared of me!
Wait.
Did I hurt him?
Oh God…
What if I hurt him?
I didn't try to…
I tried to be gentle…
He told me it was all right…
But…
If that was his first kiss last night…
It must have been his first…
Well…
Everything last night.
So I kept my eyes closed.
Because I hate discomfiture…
I don't want an painfully awkward
silence…
What if it was a mistake?
He finally…
Admitted a deep secret to me…
And I just…
Fuck…
What if he wasn't ready?
What if I took advantage?
He was just so fucking cute.
I couldn't hold myself back.
I felt him lift the covers up.
I felt his eyes on my body.
But who cares, right?
I'm pretty sure he already got a…
Well…
A very good look last night.
Wait…
Aw Fuck!
We…
Aren't we sharing a room with Wesley?
Harry
Ron is nowhere in sight.
But…
We were here all night…
Did he…?
Did he see?
What if he saw!
I mean…
He knows I'm gay…
But what about…
I mean…
Fuck!
He's…
I'm with Malfoy!
Well…
To me he's Draco.
But to Ron?
To Ron he's an untrustworthy
snake.
And what about how Draco
feels?
He doesn't want anyone to know.
I'm sure of it.
At least,
He doesn't want it known that he
slept with me.
I had decided…
That he did not really want me…
As a boyfriend…
No one else did…That's what I kept thinking as I
sat there.
No one else did… No one else did…Like a record in my head,
Telling me I wasn't good
enough…
There was a knock on the door,
And I turned.
Ron called out.
"You two, get dressed, breakfast."
And I knew…
That he knew.
And apparently,
So did Draco,
Because his eyes opened.
Draco was staring directly at Harry, and the younger boy was red from blushing so much. Neither of the boys spoke for a long period of time. They just stared. After awhile Draco stood up and pulled on his robe, while he tried to shake off the feeling of the awkward silence. He turned back to Harry when he was done and just… gazed.
Draco was actually trying to memorize every portion of Harry's body. The only portion that was covered was his… well… you know. Besides that, Draco could see it all, and Harry knew, because he went even brighter and pulled on the blanket.
"S-sorry…" he said in a whisper. "I should h-have gotten dressed already…"
He lowered his head, and Draco saw tears.
"What's wrong, Harry?" he asked in a worried tone. "You aren't… regretting last night?"
Harry looked up for a moment, tears still forming in his emerald eyes. He closed them and shook his head back and forth furiously.
"No! I just…" His blush was getting deeper. "You… you aren't?"
Draco sighed and sat down, putting his arm around Harry. He shook his head a little and kissed the boy on the cheek.
"Not a bit." He said, moving closer and once again nibbling Harry's ear (A/N: You all seemed to love that, so I brought it back! -), who blushed in turn. "So… What are we going to do about that annoying pal of yours?"
Harry seemed distracted, though. He had one hand clamped over the ear Draco bit, blushing like a tomato.
"Don't do that…" he begged.
"Why not?" Draco asked, twisting around Harry and nibbling his other ear, Harry's blush deepened further.
"Because it makes me blush!" he squeaked.
"No offence, love… But that's not very hard." He said, and he wrapped his arms around Harry's bare skin. "You blush with or without my help."
Harry paused.
'Did… Did he just call me love?' he asked in his head, eyes wide and face red.
"See?" Draco said, looking at Harry's face. "You hardly ever stop blushing, apparently."
"It's your fault!" Harry yelled, and Draco kissed the boys neck. As a result, Harry's head jolted to the side, trying to block him. "You're tickling me! Stop it!"
Draco smiled, happy to cheer Harry up. Even though he wanted to talk about other things, it seemed that everything was fine between them, so he tried not to worry too much. He was still… terrified about what would happen to him. About his father… about the dark lord… But the weight was almost completely gone now. It was as though he didn't run away last night, but weeks ago. All he could remember about the previous night was what happened between Harry and himself, nothing about home, or fear, or anger. Just… love? That's what it felt like. It seemed like love.
After Harry calmed down he put on his robes (Much to Draco's displeasure) and sat on the bed.
"Ron saw us." He said. "He had to have seen us when we were asleep."
"I don't doubt." Draco replied.
"I don't think… He'll tell anyone…" Harry told him. "But… It will probably be awkward…"
"I don't doubt."
"Well… He might tell Hermione."
"I don't doubt."
"Could you say something else?"
"At least I'm not in denial…" Draco said, smirking. Then he tilted his head and put on a thoughtful look. "I hope Wesley didn't see anything… He may have gotten jealous…"
Harry's eyes went wide. He hoped not, either…
"Should we go… eat breakfast?" Harry asked.
"Nah." Draco said. "You go ahead. I'm not hungry."
"You can't make me go face him alone!" Harry shrieked angrily, but it was a playful anger.
Draco smiled and wrapped his arms around Harry again.
"Fine. You're such a little wimp." He said. "If you want me to come, I'll come…"
Harry smiled, holding Draco's arm with his hand.
"Thanks."
Draco let go and they walked out. Harry tried to wash the blush from his face, but it was useless. Draco did a different type of preparation before entering. On their way down the hall, he simply slicked his hair back. He learned at an early age that he was physically incapable of blushing, so he wasn't worried about that at all. After slicking his hair back, he looked completely respectable. Harry, on the other hand, had learned at an early age that his hair was physically incapable of looking respectable, so he just worked on the blushing problem. He did pale a little, but he was still bright pink when they arrived outside the kitchen.
"Do I look… Okay?" he asked.
"Beautiful." Draco said, but then reached out and tried to flatten Harry's hair. "You kind of look like we just had sex five seconds ago, though."
He wished he hadn't said that, because then Harry blushed again. Draco couldn't help smirking.
"Lets wait a few minutes." Draco requested, kissing Harry on the nose. "Until your blush goes down…… -He paused- ……at least a little."
Harry giggled slightly and nodded, pulling Draco in and kissing him on the lips. Draco smiled, because it was the first time Harry kissed him and not the other way around.
"Thanks." Draco whispered, not wanting anyone from the other room to hear. "You're good at that."
Harry blushed even more and burrowed his head in his robes.
"Stop doing that."
"What?" Draco asked.
"You keep… Embarrassing me!" Harry said.
"It's true." Draco said. "Besides, you're a cute blusher."
"Don't say that." Harry said, burying his face more.
"Why not?"
"You're making it worse. I can't go in there all red!" He said. He lowered his head a little and pulled on Draco's robes tighter. "Besides, I'm not cute…"
Draco looked down, and saw that Harry wasn't giggling anymore, he sounded hurt.
"You are so." He said. "What's wrong with you?"
There was a interlude of silence where neither one talked or moved.
"I… I think my blush is gone." Harry told him, removing his face from Draco's robes. "I think I can go in now… Do I look okay?"
"Adorable as hell." Draco told him as he pushed some hair out of Harry's eyes. "Maybe we can get through this if you can keep the blushing at a minimu—Hey, don't do it again!"
Harry buried his head in Draco's robes again, bright red.
"Don't call me adorable, either!" Harry ordered. "Its even worse!"
Draco sighed.
"Bugger this." Draco said, wrapping his arms around the blushing boy and putting one hand on Harry's rear end. "Let's go participate in other activities."
Harry shook his head.
"We can't… We have to talk to Ron before he tells everybody… And…" Harry lowered his head, looking to the floor. "I don't want… J-just…"
He trailed off. It just didn't feel right to be talking about this. He felt as if he asked, Draco would think he was clingy.
"Come on, let's go inside." Draco said, starting to walk away.
"Wait." Harry requested, grabbing Draco's robes. Draco turned. "I… We could… you know… If you want…"
Draco looked confused. Harry sounded so reluctant. Why?
"Lets just face the music, why don't we?" Draco asked. "We're gonna have to face him eventually. It's better if we do it now."
Harry nodded with a small smile and took a deep breath. He kept repeating the same phrase in his mind over and over.
'Don't blush! Don't blush! DON'T BLUSH!' he thought, as Draco pushed open the door and he walked in.
Apparently, breakfast was already done, even though some of the food was still on the table; most of the adults had already left. The only grown-ups left at the table were Lupin and Sirius, and besides that the only residents of the table were under the age of eighteen. There was Ron, who was purposely avoiding eye contact, Hermione, who smiled at Harry when he came back and went on with her conversation with Ginny, which seemed to be about her technique with the Bat-Bogey Hex, while Fred and George sat on the other end of the table whispering about something. Though this seemed like a large crowed, the table was so big that they all fit with tons of extra room.
"Hey guys!" Fred said, when he turned and saw Harry and Draco.
"Wow, Malfoy graces us with his presence!" George joked, bowing down dramatically while staying in his chair. To which Draco replied with a rather……. impolite hand gesture.
Ron still had not spoken while Harry sat at the table. Draco chose the seat directly next to him, which automatically caused suspicion.
"Here." Sirius said, handing them what was left of the food. "You guys took awhile to get out here, but Mrs. Wesley wouldn't take to you skipping another meal, Draco."
Draco just nodded and took a piece of dry toast. Harry didn't seem to notice the food, though, for he was busy looking from Draco to Ron and back again. Ron still refused to look him in the eye. Harry was scared. What was his best friend thinking? Was he mad? Was he pissed? Was he super pissed? Did he even care? It was Harry's life, right? Should it be Ron's business at all whom he slept with?
"Harry, you should eat something to." Lupin told him. "You haven't eaten since yesterdays lunch."
"That's okay." Harry said, shaking his head. "I'm not hungry."
Lupin raised his eyebrows, but nodded. He automatically seemed to know that something was wrong.
After dinner, everyone who was previously at the table gathered in the den near a thriving fire. Everyone, that is, besides Sirius and Lupin, who decided to go 'clean' the bedroom… They fooled no one.
As uncomfortable as Harry was, sitting in the den in which both Draco and Ron where sitting in, he was actually able to hold in his blush. Finally, after nearly an hour or so of pure, unrefined, organic horror, he and Ron made eye contact. He quickly turned his head away, eyes wide in embarrassment.
"Harry?"
Harry's head snapped up when he heard Ron's voice.
"Let's go." He said, standing up. "I want to talk to you."
Draco stared at Ron as he walked out, a stare that was rather menacing, and then looked to Harry, his eyes asking whether or not he would need help. Harry just shook his head and followed.
Ron kept walking once they left the room, and Harry shadowed behind. For almost an entire ten minutes he just trailed five feet behind the redhead. After a long time, Harry spoke up.
"Ron, where are we going?"
Ron just sighed.
"I have no idea." He said. "Somewhere where I'm sure no one can hear us."
Harry suddenly had a horrifying mental image of himself being strangled by his friend out in a forest were no one could here him.
"Here."
Harry jumped out of this mental picture when Ron opened a door and walked in. He followed suit, and looked around.
The room was mostly empty, besides a few comfy-looking chairs and a fireplace that only had a few red glowing embers left. It seemed to have a spell cast on it so those few embers would never go out, because they weren't dying and turning black.
"What the hell were you thinking!"
Harry turned to find Ron's face red… with anger…
"I… Well…" Harry started, and then he found his voice. "Ron, I love him and he loves m--"
"Don't say it." Ron warned. "You know it's not true!"
"Yes it is!" Harry yelled. "He told me!"
Harry
But even as I say those words,
I know it wasn't true…
Draco…
He never really said he loved
me…
I just wanted to believe it…
And then…
And then Ron said something horrible…
He called me a whore…
And my eyes…
Whelmed with tears…
And…
I hit him…
I punched him right in the nose…
Fuck.
I didn't even know I was that
strong.
He fell over.
And I…
Saw blood…
But I didn't care.
I was too angry…
I screamed at him…
I yelled at him never to say that
ever again.
I tried to hide the tears,
But then I just ran.
I ran past the den,
Straight into the room I shared
with Draco…
But he wasn't there,
So I fell down onto my bed…
And cried…
Five seconds later,
Draco was there.
Asking me what happened…
And even though I could barely
breath…
I told him…
Draco
That prat!
I'm going to fucking kill that red-
haired git!
How…
How DARE he call him a…
I try to consol him,
But I get the feeling he's not
telling me everything.
And then he looks up,
And tried to calm down.
But his eyes were still watering.
And…
And he asked…
"Do you really love me?"
Well…
He stuttered a lot,
And sniffled in the middle.
But that was what he said.
But then he turned away,
And started to cry again.
He apologized.
He said he was being stupid.
He said of course I didn't love
him…
And tried to run away again.
But I caught him by his wrist,
Just like the first time he tried to
run away from me.
And looked him in his beautiful
emerald eyes.
"Of course I love you."
"But… You never said… We…
We had sex… But you never said
you loved me…"
He looked down at the ground,
A large wet tear sliding down his
face.
"I don't want… Just sex… I want
you too… I mean… I want you
to…"
"Love you?" I asked.
He nodded, and the tear fell from
his chin.
"I do love you." I added.
"I'm not… Just a whore?" he
asked, another tear forming. "I'm
not pretty or anything…"
I paused…
Did he really think that?
Harry…
Didn't think he was beautiful?
Even now,
With tears pouring down his
face,
Clinging to his tiny eyelashes,
Filling up those miraculous jade
eyes,
He looked beautiful…
CUTE!But…
How could I tell him something
like that?
I took a deep breath.
"Harry, you are pretty. You are
so cute…"
He blushed, and then buried his
face in his hands.
Trying to hide his tear-stained
features.
"I must look horrible…" he said.
I just smirked,
And pulled away his hands.
I kissed him on his lips,
And he…
He looked so cute!
I just paused,
And told him he should lie down.
And he did…
I think he expected me to rip off
his clothes or something,
But I didn't.
Instead I held him close,
And just listened to him breath…
Harry
Draco…
I never knew someone could care
about me the way he did…
I'm not just a whore to him…
He loves me…
I know it…
I knew it even before he said it…
And I love him…
No matter what Ron tells me I
am.
I pulled closer,
Into Draco's soft robes,
Pressing my own body against
his chest,
And lost myself in his warmth…
I tried not to think about Ron…
But something was killing me
inside…
What if I lose my best friend?
Wow… It actually came out pretty good! It's even longer then the last chapter! - I actually got a small plot rolling! (A really small, slightly stupid plot, but a plot nonetheless!) But don't forget, they will have to go to Hogwarts at some point! And what about Draco's father? And his ties to the Dark Lord? And what will Hermione think of Draco and Harry's relationship? Dun dun dun! I guess I'm setting myself up for either a really good story, or a really really far fall… Either way, at least I have a slightly vague idea!
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