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Deeper Than You Thought

Chapter Three

Drunken Night

Harry put his sixth beer down on the table, laughing uncontrollably. Hermione and Ron had already left an hour earlier to catch an train to the burrow. Fred drabbed Harry and fell on top of him drunkenly. Fred stared at Harry, who stared back almost desperately. Harry snickered and put a hand to Fred's belt, pulling at it teasingly. Fred slowly unbuttoned Harry's shirt, slipping it off and running his hand over Harry's chest. Harry ran his hands up Fred's back, pulling up his top. Fred leant down and locked Harry in a fiery kiss, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Harry unbuckled Fred's belt, slipping his hands down also, making Fred gasp in surprised pleasure. The intensity between them was rising and they couldn't help but be all over the place in their drunkenness.

Harry sat up, Fred still kissing him, then he pulled away, heading for the hallway, Fred in pursuit. Harry pushed Fred to the wall aggressively, kissing him and pushing his body to Fred's.

Fred gasped in shock and let Harry kiss his neck. Harry's hands were busy wandering. Fred pushed Harry off him and they stumbled into Fred's room, Harry pushed to the bed. Fred kissed down Harry's body, his tongue and lips wandering.

They awoke groggily, completely aware they were lying naked next to one someone. They sat up simultaneously and gasped at the sight of each other naked. Fred blushed crimson and Harry began to shake with worry.

"Did we?" asked Harry.

"I don't know…" said Fred quietly in reply.

"Shit," Harry growled.

"Is it really that bad?" Fred whispered.

"I'm in a relationship, Fred, for about two years, and I haven't even slept with Draco yet!" Harry shouted, tears filling his eyes.

"Oh fuck!" Fred growled through gritted teeth. "He doesn't have to know!"

"But that's the thing, Fred, he does!" Harry said, getting out of the bed and stuffing his clothes on as he found them.

Draco sat on the bench where Harry has told him to wait. Harry noticed this and took a deep breath as he walked over. Draco stood up to embrace Harry, but Harry just sat straight down on the bench.

"I… I'm s…s…sorry Draco… I… I moved… moved on!" Harry stuttered.

"What?" asked Draco gently, extremely confused.

"Fred and I got really drunk last night, one thing led to another…" Harry trailed off.

"You had sex with him?" Draco asked after a long silence, his tears beginning to form.

"Yeah…" whispered Harry.

"So you fucked him, did you? Did you even think of me? Did you?" screamed Draco, tears rolling down his pale face. "I gave you two years of my life, you didn't even give me that!"

"Draco, I'm so sorry!" Harry said croakily, tears quietly staining his pained face.

"Maybe you shouldn't have told me!" shouted Draco. "No… I'm glad you did, because now I really know that you need to move on. Goodbye Potter, I hope you have a better life than the one you gave me these past two wasteful years!"

Draco got up and walked steadily down the path quickly, not daring to look back. From nearby Sirius approached Harry, having witnessed the scene.

"Harry?" Sirius said, putting a hand to the young man's shoulder.

"I fucked up, Sirius!" Harry blubbered.

"Do you want to tell me in the car?" Sirius said, offering him the return lift to the house.

"I want to move out!" Harry said, whacking Sirius' hand away.

"Fair enough," said Sirius, stepping away.

Harry knocked on the door, aware his eyes were bloodshot from crying. Fred answered the door, shock filling his face at the sight of Harry.

"Can I come in?" asked Harry, running a hand through his hair tiredly.

"Of course," Fred replied, still in shock as he closed the door.

Harry flung himself at Fred and tried hard not to cry, but failed miserably.

"Come on, you're going to bed, explain in the morning!" Fred sighed, leading Harry and his bags to his bedroom.

Fred lay down next to Harry, embracing him as he cried himself to sleep.

Draco finished the letter and looked over it.

Dear Hermione and Ron,

You will no doubt hear sooner or later that due to Harry and Fred's night of drink, Harry and I have split. I wish you the best with the babies, but I'm afraid I won't see you until well after the birth. I'm taking a long trip to see my mother and I don't know how long I will be away. I shan't be contactable, and owl will probably not be answered unless it is urgent.

Please let me know how everything goes by owl.

Thanks

Love

Draco

Draco put the scroll on the leg of the eagle owl and let it go, then he turned to his room and grabbed his bags, pulling them off the bed and concentrating hard as he transported himself.

Hermione received the letter, gasping as she read, she sat down and shook her head in disbelief.

"Ron!" she shouted and he came into the room calmly.

She handed him the letter and his face fell in complete shock.

"No!" said Ron.

"That's what I thought!" Hermione whispered. "However, Draco would never joke about his relationship with Harry, he loves Harry just too much, which means it's true!"

"What's true?" asked Ginny, coming in.

Ron handed her the letter and she shook her head.

"But they were so…" she began.

"I know!" Hermione gasped.

A/N: you all hate me now, don't you? Well, don't worry it all happens for a reason.

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"No, Fred, don't be," Harry smiled. "Can we… I don't know!" Harry said, sighing as he trailed off.