Captivation
Author's Note: Okay, so there's a bit of Harry/Blake in this story, but I promise it's not for much longer. The Draco/Harry action is coming up very shortly!! So have no fear! But our dear Blake is going to make the transition much easier for them! :-)
Chapter 8: Birthday Surprises (part 2)
Harry didn't know how long he and Blake stayed on the couch with tongues in each other's mouths and hands beneath each other's shirts, but when they finally took a breather Harry realized he was getting turned on. He wasn't ready for sex yet and there was no way he was going to give his virginity to Blake, being since they wouldn't be together long anyway, but kissing and touching was fine. Blake trailed his fingers through Harry's hair again and pulled him in for another quick kiss.
"I've got to go to the bathroom, but I won't be long," he grinned.
Harry smiled. "Alright. I'll go get us some more drinks."
"Good idea," Blake said, shaking his bottle. It was practically empty.
The older boy leaned down for another kiss and Harry shut his eyes momentarily, feeling the soft, warm lips upon his passionately. Then Blake stood up and walked toward the portrait which had a hidden toilet behind it. Harry heaved himself off the couch, feeling rather content and he was sure it wasn't just from the alcohol. He could still hear the cheers from the Entranced or Cursed game and he passed by to see Liam stripping for everyone. Harry smiled, thankful that everyone seemed to forget about him stripping. It was all well because he didn't want to.
The table still had quite a few drinks but there weren't any Red Rose bottles left so Harry picked up two Black Dragons. As he turned around, he suddenly jolted as he saw Malfoy standing nearby with crossed arms. He had a sly smirk on his face and he seemed mildly drunk (it was hardly noticeable except for the fact that he knew the blond wouldn't hold off on drinking).
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes a bit. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"Nothing, Potter," Malfoy drawled sarcastically. He slowly approached the table, reaching out to grab his own Black Dragon. "Who's the second one for?"
Harry's eyes narrowed. "It's for Blake, Malfoy. And why would you care to know? You've got your own."
The blond smirked widely and Harry was certain there was something he was hiding.
"Really, well I couldn't help but notice that you aren't over there enjoying your own party," Malfoy's lips curled around the bottle as he took a sip. "And I noticed Blake's not there either."
"He's in the bathroom right now, if you need to see him," Harry said coolly, not understanding what was up with him.
The blond crossed his arms with the bottle in hand and tilted his head. "You know, Potter, if you want to keep your private life a secret you shouldn't expose yourself in public hallways."
Public hall…?
It suddenly triggered a flashback in his brain and Harry knew exactly what Malfoy was referring to. The blond must have seen Blake kiss him the other day. Why he hadn't gone around spreading rumors was beyond him, but it was clear he wanted to embarrass Harry with it. At first, a surge of anger flowed within him at the blond for spying. It passed a moment later when he realized that it really was no big deal. He had been kissed in a rather public spot for anyone to see and already half of the people there knew he was gay and no one seemed to mind.
Harry crossed his arms and gave the blond a calm look. "If you're referring to the fact that I'm gay, Malfoy don't think you're the first one to know. More than half of the people here know that already. You're actually close to the last one to know. It's really not a big deal and I don't care who knows. Even the Daily Prophet," Harry said.
Malfoy's smirk didn't seem to fade and he uncrossed his arms. "How touching. And is Blake your boyfriend?"
"Yeah, actually," Harry said as Malfoy's smirk morphed into a mildly surprised expression.
"If you'll excuse me," Harry said as he wheeled around and headed back to the couch.
Blake was already waiting there and he smiled as he saw Harry approach with new drinks.
"Here," Harry said, handing him one.
"Thanks," Blake said, grinning. "Hey, come closer."
Harry scooted closer and Blake wrapped an arm around practically pulling him into his lap. Harry understood what he wanted and turned his body so his back was resting against Blake's chest. The older boy moved his legs so that Harry sat in between them, resting back against him. Then the older boy rested his head back against the couch as the two sat comfortably in the close position.
"Are you coming to the party tomorrow?" Blake asked, smoothing back Harry's bangs.
Harry sighed contently as he took a sip of his drink. He shook his head apologetically and tilted his head up to glance at him.
"No, I promised my friends I would celebrate it with them. I'm going over to my friend Ron's house tomorrow, but I should be back no later than ten or eleven that night."
Blake gave him a small smile and took a gulp of his drink, keeping his fingers sliding through Harry's hair.
"It won't be the same without you."
"I'll just be gone a day," Harry smiled in amusement. "You sound like a school girl who's lost her prince or something."
Blake snorted and let out a laugh. "I do not. I just want to use what limited time we have to spend with you."
"You can. If we don't get time to hang out tomorrow then how about Sunday?"
"Alright. I'll take you out to Hogsmeade. And how about I come sit with you during breakfast, lunch and dinner?" he raised his eyebrows while smiling.
"Sure," Harry agreed, giving him a smile in return.
"What time do you have to get up tomorrow?" Blake asked quietly.
"Er, I have to be there by ten so probably nine at the latest."
"Hmm," Blake smiled. "Well, I don't want to keep you up too late. Can you stay up until one?"
Harry nodded. "Sounds good."
At that moment, people started walking around as the next round of the game ended. A couple of the guys whistled at them as they passed on their way back to their common room. They wished Harry a happy birthday and he thanked them with a smile. They were guys that he was vaguely acquainted with from the Jade Common Room. Seconds later, before Harry could tilt his head upward and ask Blake for a kiss, Draco appeared in front of them. Harry glanced at him hiding his surprise.
"What's up Malfoy?" Blake grinned, keeping his arm around Harry.
"Tavis is looking for you," Malfoy said, crossing his arms casually. "He said something about a deal you made."
"Ah shit, that's right," Blake rolled his eyes.
"What deal?" Harry asked, as Blake began to sit up.
Blake sighed irritably. "I forgot I made a deal before the party because we played Wizard Chess the last time and I lost so I owed him a favor. If he gets a dare he doesn't want to do while playing Entranced or Cursed, I have to do it for him."
Harry grinned. "I hope it's a good one."
Blake laughed softly and kissed the side of Harry's neck. "I'll be right back after I humiliate myself."
He slipped from under Harry who just gave him a smile, ignoring Malfoy for the moment.
"Have fun," Harry grinned, resting his back against the arm rest while propping his legs up onto the couch.
Blake disappeared into the crowd and Harry's eyes traveled to Malfoy who was still standing there with his arms crossed. Harry took another sip of his drink.
"What's the matter? Have you never seen a gay couple before?"
Malfoy snorted. "Of course I have, Potter. I just never figured you'd be gay. It would be interesting to see how people react if it's put in the Daily Prophet."
The blond began acting like himself again, giving him a smirk. Harry shrugged, not letting the idea bother him.
"Go right ahead. Although I should warn you that by you accusing me in the paper people might just think you're a spoiled brat trying to get back at me. Besides, no one ever believes what Rita Skeeter writes," Harry said.
Sneering at him darkly, Malfoy just snorted. "Please Potter, I wouldn't waste my time."
Harry was a bit surprised by that comment, but he shrugged it off. "Alright."
The blond stared at him and smirked again. "So Potter, if you're gay why did you go out with Weasle's little sister?"
"I didn't know I was gay then and it wasn't like I decided to go out with her," Harry admitted truthfully (probably due to the alcohol). "She just assumed we were an item after I got over-excited one day and kissed her. I broke up with her shortly after though."
Malfoy stared at him nonchalantly and Blake appeared seconds later. As he moved back to his position behind Harry, Malfoy just glanced at them and walked away.
"What'd you have to do?" Harry asked, tilting his head upward.
Blake grinned and leaned down to kiss him. "I just had perform a lap dance in my underwear."
Harry raised his eyebrows. "And Tavis isn't drunk enough to have done that?"
"Well, it was for a girl he particularly doesn't like. Her name's Leigha; you might have seen her. She's got a very stuck-up personality and it shows in the way she constantly puts so much make-up on and tosses her hair every five seconds. She's really aggravating. Plus, she thinks all guys think she's hot but the truth is that although she might be fairly pretty, no one would ever get with her because of the way she sniffs all the time as if she's surrounded by inferior beings."
"I hate girls like that," Harry crinkled his nose.
"Yeah, me too. I remember I had my first girlfriend at twelve. She was a horrible kisser and thought that she was the greatest thing on Earth. I broke up with her because she almost chewed my dick off when trying to give me a blow-job," he shook his head with a smile.
"You were twelve when she gave you a blow-job?" Harry asked, shocked.
"Yep. I was one of those boys who started to have wet-dreams by age eleven. Don't know why, really but eventually after being dared to kiss a boy at fourteen I figured it was much better than girls. I did date girls for a little while longer, and boys too, but I really prefer guys."
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I sort of had a girlfriend a little while ago. She's my friend Ron's younger sister. I really didn't want to date her, but she decided we were item when I kissed her without thinking. It wasn't that I meant to kiss her romantically, it's just that I was so happy I had survived thus far and she was just…right there," Harry gestured with his hands. "I probably would've kissed a boy too if one had been standing there."
"So how'd you get rid of her?" Blake asked curiously.
"Well, gee after she practically tried to force me to have sex," Harry drawled with a roll of his eyes, "I told her I didn't have feelings for her."
Blake almost dropped his drink. "She tried to rape you? That bitch!"
"Er, no, no not rape," Harry said quickly. "I doubt she could've pinned me down, but she did force herself upon me, you know, trying to seduce me by making her touch her…and I was not only exhausted from not sleeping for three days in a row, but also I was in shock. I hadn't ever expected her to do that. But, I managed to get her off me," Harry said.
"Well good," Blake said, raking his hands along Harry's chest. "I guess you should get to bed soon, huh? It's almost one and people are starting to leave."
"Yeah," Harry sighed. "And I don't want to have a hangover in the morning. Ron's mom will definitely start bombarding me with questions if I act out-of-it."
Smiling, Blake nodded and began to sit up, helping Harry along with him.
"You know, since I'm going to that senior party I'm sure I'll be up well past the time you get home. Why don't you owl me shortly before you're going to leave and we can meet here."
"Sure," Harry nodded.
He stood up alongside Blake and was surprised when the other boy pulled him in for another passionate kiss. Harry responded instantly and wrapped his arms around the other boy's neck. They broke apart because of whistling and Harry turned to see Liam and Tavis grinning from ear to ear. Ambreen had already been helped up to her room because she had been too drunk to walk. There were only a few others there now who were staying since it was their common room anyway.
"Thanks for the party," Harry said, smiling (although his cheeks were a bit pink).
"No problem," Tavis winked.
Harry smiled at them and then made his way to his room. After he changed, he collapsed into bed, smiling up at the ceiling. Blake was a good first boyfriend. And it was also good that they had limited time so that way Harry wasn't worried about becoming intimate with him. Draco had seemed a bit surprised, but other than that he hadn't really made-fun of him or anything. Perhaps the boy was too drunk and tired to care. Despite having a temporary boyfriend now, Harry was still feeling a bit strange around Malfoy. It was an unusual feeling in the pit of his stomach—something he couldn't quite place yet. He figured it might just be because he hadn't seen the blond in some time and suddenly they were seeing each other constantly. Sighing, he went to sleep almost immediately.
When he woke up the next morning, he got dressed into the same outfit he wore at the party. It was still clean and he wanted to wear it again. Hermione would be happy since she liked the choice. Just thinking about seeing his friends again made him happy, although he was a bit nervous since he wanted to tell them he was gay. Instead of dwelling on it, Harry took his time getting ready then headed out on his brand new broom toward Ron's house. He knew the red-head wanted to ride it badly so Harry would use that as leverage when admitting his sexual preference (or at least that was his plan).
A little after ten he knocked on the door and Mrs. Weasley opened it, smothering him in a motherly hug. She dragged him inside, completely ecstatic and Harry saw that there was a magical blinking banner that read HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY in changing colors.
"Oh Harry, we're so happy you came," Mrs. Weasley cooed, smiling widely. "So tell me, how is the Quidditch school?"
"I love it," Harry smiled.
"Oh wonderful!" she smiled, pinching his cheek briefly. "Ron is on his way home with his brothers, but Hermione and Ginny are upstairs. Go right on ahead. The cake won't be done for another ten minutes."
Smiling, Harry nodded and trudged up the stairs. When he came to the room Hermione and Ginny normally shared when she stayed over, he hesitated before knocking.
"Come in."
Harry recognized it as Hermione's voice. He stepped inside cautiously and was relieved to find that she was alone.
"Harry! It's so good to see you!" Hermione exclaimed, rushing over to give him a hug.
"You too," Harry smiled, shutting the door completely.
"So how is the school?" Hermione asked, sitting back down in a chair.
Harry summoned a chair for himself and smiled. "I love it, actually. It's great. I've met many new friends already. I'm sure Ron told you about Malfoy."
"He did, yes," she said, her smile fading. "He isn't giving you a real hard time is he?"
"Not really," Harry shrugged. "He's still got an attitude, but I think it has toned down a bit."
"That's a relief," Hermione smiled. "So have you met anyone special there?"
Harry felt his stomach jolt and knew this was the time. "Er, Hermione, there's something I have to tell you…about that."
"You met someone?" Hermione blinked, leaning forward.
"Well yes, but it's not what you might expect," Harry said, fiddling with his wand. "Er…it's a guy."
Hermione's eyes widened and her opened in a slight 'o' shape. Then she sat back in her chair to register the information.
"So you're…interested in men then?"
"Er, yeah. I sort of discovered that while I was there," Harry said, shifting awkwardly. "I know it's…unexpected, but I actually don't mind. And no one else there seems to mind either. I just…you know, I just thought you and Ron should know since you're my best friends."
Hermione's eyes softened and she smiled. "Well, I do have to say it's a bit of a shock, but it doesn't change us being friends. Ron might be a little hard-headed about it, but it's not that uncommon these days."
"I can't believe it!"
Harry felt his heart almost slam against his chest. He wheeled around to see Ginny standing in the doorway. She was very good at keeping quiet when listening in on conversations, as she had proven twice before.
"So this whole time you weren't even interested in me!" she exclaimed, stepping fully into the room with a look of hatred in her eyes.
"Ginny, it's not like that!" Harry exclaimed, standing up.
"Oh right! It's not?" she countered angrily.
"NO!" Harry bellowed suddenly, shocking both her and Hermione. "I didn't know I was gay when I was with you! I wouldn't have even gone out with you for a second if I had known!"
Ginny took in a deep breath, still fuming. "Still, Harry! If you had some idea you should've told me! How many guys have you slept with already?"
"NONE!" Harry shouted angrily. "I am still a virgin which is more than I can say for you!"
Hermione put a hand over her mouth in surprise and Ginny's mouth fell open. Harry glared at her harshly.
"I may have found out I'm gay, Ginny but I didn't use you nor did I try to force myself upon you like you did to me! Not to mention you're always complaining about who I end up with and my virginity and how you desperately wanted to take that away! And here you are trying to find a reason to call me a slut when I still have my virginity and you don't! When did you lose yours, huh? Fifteen? Sixteen?" Harry countered with clenched fists.
"Okay, Harry, calm down," Hermione said, standing up. "Both of you."
"He's got a good point, Gin," a voice said from behind.
Ginny wheeled around to see Fred, George and Ron standing there. Fred and George had similarly amused expressions while Ron was rigid with his mouth open and his eyes wide in shock, staring at Harry disbelieving.
"Yeah, you haven't been a virgin for some time now, right?" George wiggled his eyebrows.
"SHUT UP ALL OF YOU!" Ginny screeched. "My life is none of your business!"
"Ginny, you don't have to get all pissed off! You don't have a reason to," Harry exclaimed, stepping forward. "It's just a fact! You can't get mad at me for discovering my own sexuality! I was honest with you and I told you I had lost feeling and it wasn't because of a boy or girl it was because I just wanted to be friends with you!"
"I could've been the best girlfriend ever for you!" she shouted, her eyes filling with tears. "Do you know how long I waited for you to notice me?"
"You just wanted me for my fame and eventually my body!" Harry shouted, causing Hermione to flush red. "Over the years you just became obsessed with me! It wasn't love, it was lust! And I don't think I deserve to be dragged into a relationship that's based on something unromantic!"
"You're…gay?" Ron choked out, staring at him with wide eyes.
Harry clenched his fists angrily. "YES! I am! And I have a boyfriend right now too, Ron!"
Without another word, Harry distanced himself from Ginny and stomped out of the room. He really didn't need to have that sort of drama on his birthday. Fred and George moved aside right away, but Ron was still paralyzed in his spot unable to utter anything else. Harry stomped right past him and went to Ron's room. He slammed the door shut and collapsed onto the bed he used whenever sleeping over. Sighing heavily, he stared up at the ceiling. He really had hoped things wouldn't go so badly.
He stayed in the room for over fifteen minutes—that much he knew. Although he wanted to go downstairs, he also didn't want to face his friends. He was still angry and frustrated, especially since he knew he hadn't done anything wrong. He especially deserved to have a fresh start and be allowed to explore his interests. Ginny was just upset that she couldn't brag to anyone that she had taken away Harry Potter's virginity. That was all that had mattered to her—he had become an obsession, not a love-interest. Someone knocked on the door and Harry immediately turned over, hiding his face in his pillow.
The door opened and soft footsteps entered the room.
"Go away, Ron, I don't want to talk to you," Harry grumbled angrily, keeping his face away from the door.
Ron had especially angered him with how shocked he was, as if he had never before heard of a gay person. He knew Seamus was gay, so why was Harry being gay any different? Harry stifled a gasp when he felt the bed creak as Ron obviously sat down next to him. Harry didn't turn and face him but soon he felt a warm hand on his back.
Sitting up, Harry turned and was shocked to see Remus staring back at him. For a second, he just stared at him as if not really believing he was there.
"It's good to see you, Harry," Remus smiled softly. "Your friends told me you were upset and shut yourself up here. I thought I'd come and talk to you."
Harry was beyond shocked to see him. The man definitely didn't look as sickly as he had during the war when he was probably overcome by depression. He looked younger and had less gray-hair and his smile was sincere. Without warning, Harry flung himself at him and embraced him tightly. Remus was surprised and almost fell backward, but he caught himself. Rubbing Harry's back gently, the older man soothed him. Harry's anger dissipated instantly and he felt tears beginning to sting his eyes. He didn't let them fall, but Harry knew he had really missed the older man.
"I've missed you too," Remus said quietly as Harry pulled away to look at him.
"So you got my owl then?"
"Yes, I got it yesterday night. I'm sorry I didn't reply but I figured I'd see you soon anyway. I was busy with Nymphadora and still being the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts that I didn't open right away. I apologize. But I'm glad I got to see you again, especially on your birthday."
Biting his lip, Harry nodded gratefully. "So, are you and Tonks, I mean Nymphadora still together?"
Remus smiled and nodded. "Yes, so far so good. I admit I've wanted to check up on your for a while now. During the war I know it wasn't safe, but I worried about you constantly. I asked the Minister quite often if he knew what was going on with you, but you're a very strong person, Harry. I knew you could take care of yourself."
"Yeah," Harry said weakly.
"So, what are you doing up here on your birthday?"
Sighing heavily, Harry pinched the bridge of his nose. "I got in a fight with Ginny, then yelled at Ron. I…told them I was gay and I guess it shocked them a bit."
Remus glanced at him, but Harry couldn't tell his reaction. He didn't seem surprised or as if it was obvious either.
"I see," he said quietly. "So their reaction to the news bothered you?"
"Yeah, I guess," Harry sighed. "Mostly it was Ginny. I mean, she and I were never really a serious couple, but since she had a crush on me for so long the moment I accidentally did something stupid and kissed her she automatically assumed she'd have me for life. I know it was partially my fault for leading her on, but I told her honestly I didn't have romantic feelings for her. And I explained it to her gently too, but she got all upset when she found out I was gay and thought I had lied to her all along, which I didn't. She was the one trying to force our non-existent relationship to a boundary I didn't want to cross," Harry explained.
Remus nodded in understanding. "You have every right to be attracted to whomever you choose, Harry."
"I know…," Harry sighed. "But I just thought that since Ron's family is like my second family and Hermione too that they'd just accept it faster. I didn't want to break the news on my birthday but I hate hiding things from them."
Remus reached over and patted his knee. "I'm sure they're fine with it, Harry. It could be that it was just a little shock, but it's nothing that could alter your friendship I'm sure."
"So, err, you're not…uncomfortable with me being gay?" Harry asked tentatively, staring up at him.
Immediately, Remus shook his head. "Not at all, Harry. In fact, this reminds me of when Sirius was younger."
Harry's heart strings tugged at the mention of his Godfather, but he was curious. "Really? Er, was Sirius gay?"
"Not really, I don't think, but he went through a sexual exploration phase during our school years. He experimented with both boys and girls and I believe he stuck with girls for the most part, but there was a time when he wasn't sure which he preferred. Who knows, maybe by the time he got out of Azkaban and began to start his life over he changed his mind again…I don't know," Remus glanced at him and smiled sadly. "I honestly didn't have much of a chance to sit down and catch up with him since the war was starting and he was running from the Ministry. It would've been nice to catch up, but it's all in the past now. You're alive and healthy and are growing up just fine. Your parents and Sirius would be very proud."
Harry smiled softly and glanced down. "Yeah. Did you hear about the school I'm going to?"
"I did, but tell me about it in detail on the way downstairs," Remus said, offering him his hand.
He helped Harry up and immediately he began to tell Remus quite a bit of things (leaving out the interesting occurrences with Malfoy). He told Remus about his temporary boyfriend even.
"So he'll be gone then?" Remus asked as they sat down at the table.
"Yeah, but it's fine because we're not really serious," Harry said. "And because we both know it's not a long-term thing, we're not going to get really attached."
"I see, well I suppose that's for the best," Remus smiled genuinely.
Harry didn't realize his friends were seated at the table. Ginny kept her head down through most of the dinner, but Hermione cast him apologetic smiles (even though she hadn't done anything to upset him). Once dinner was over, Harry went upstairs to freshen up before getting ready for cake and presents. As he was fixing his hair, Ron came into the room shifting nervously.
"Hi," he said quietly.
"Hey," Harry answered.
The two stood awkwardly in front of each other and slowly Ron put out his hand. Harry blinked down at it.
"Look, I'm sorry I reacted badly. I thought about it and it's really no big deal. It's not like you've changed at all. So I was hoping you'd accept my apology."
Smiling, Harry ignored the hand and embraced his friend. Ron awkwardly patted his back and Harry pulled away.
"Of course, thank you. Oh! After dessert would you like to try out my new broom?"
Ron's eyes widened in excitement and the awkwardness was forgotten. "Bloody hell! I can't wait!"
Dessert was much more enjoyable and Harry also enjoyed the gifts he received. Some of them were Quidditch supplies and others were things like more of Fred and George's new creations. Hermione surprised him by getting him a professional Quidditch guide with moving pictures of famous plays and teams that he could watch instead of an ordinary book.
After dessert all the boys went outside to test Harry's broom (including Bill who was visiting that weekend). None of them really seemed to care anymore that he was gay once the shock wore off. Even Ron was fine with it (unless, Ron said, Harry ever felt romantic about him. Harry just laughed it off and Ron even looked a bit offended). Ginny still wouldn't talk to him for a while. Hermione had apparently given her a lecture about not holding grudges or blaming Harry for telling the truth about his feelings. So by the end of the evening she reluctantly apologized for her behavior. Harry accepted it and knew that things wouldn't ever really be the same between them, but he still considered her a friend.
It was time to leave a little after ten. Harry sent a quick Owl to Blake, letting him know. His friends gave him several hugs (except for Ron who still was embarrassed about hugging in front of anyone—he wanted to appear "manly" and all). Remus especially held him tightly and Harry promised to keep in touch on a regular basis. Smiling, Remus ruffled his hair gently.
"I look forward to it. Take care, Harry. And I'm very proud of you for getting accepted at this academy."
Harry hugged him once more and then took off, waving goodbye to everyone. He was in much higher spirits as he headed back to the academy. Flying in the air as fast as his broom would go also cheered him up. It was like riding a smooth-sailing roller coaster high up near the clouds. Ron had been so impressed by the broom he hadn't wanted to get off. It was the same with his brothers and they told Harry perhaps over the holidays when he visited again they'd have a Quidditch match.
He flew back inside of the castle, feeling right at home. He headed up to his common room and wasn't too surprised to see Blake sitting on the couch waiting for him.
"Hey, did you wait long?" Harry asked.
"Not at all," Blake grinned, approaching him. He reached out and cupped Harry's face, pulling him in for a kiss.
Harry closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the older boy's back. Blake held him close and tilted his head as they continued to kiss. He tasted of Black Dragon and Red Rose. There was no doubt the other boy had been drinking at the senior party. Harry didn't really feel jealous or worried that he had made-out with other people. He wondered if it was because he knew their relationship was temporary or if he really wasn't in love with Blake but was interested in him enough to experiment. Once they broke apart, Blake smiled at him.
"I was wondering, Harry," Blake whispered, leaning down to kiss his neck. "If you'd mind if we went to your room."
Harry's heart skipped a beat and almost instantly he felt his chest tighten. Did the other boy want to take their relationship farther? Harry was definitely not ready for that. Blake glanced down at him and smiled.
"I just think we'd have more privacy in case someone comes in here."
"Oh, er, right," Harry said.
He led the other boy toward his room and made sure to put away his broom carefully. When he turned around Blake wrapped him in such a tight embrace Harry hardly had any room to move. The other boy kissed him, slipping his tongue inside his mouth once more. Harry groaned softly at the feel and didn't notice Blake's hand beneath his shirt right away. The older boy leaned him backward, tilting his neck back, as he deepened their open-mouthed kiss. Their tongues slid along one another, sparring and caressing and soon Harry felt his legs hit the back of the bed. He panicked as he fell over and Blake landed on top of him.
"Blake," Harry protested, putting his hands on the older boy's chest.
Blake took his hands and kissed them. "I was just getting tired of standing. I'm sorry—you must think I'm coming on too strongly again."
"Er, a little," Harry said, sitting up. "I just…I don't, er…like going too fast. I, er…usually am not intimate with people unless I've been with them for a while," he said awkwardly.
The older boy nodded and gave him another smile. "I understand. Don't worry, mate. I won't push your boundaries like that girl did with you. I just want to snog a bit."
Harry smiled at the slang term and nodded. It was a British term, which meant perhaps Blake was from England and not from Scotland, but it really didn't matter either way. He was prepared when Blake bent down again and placed his body completely on Harry's. The other boy, Harry noticed, had a slight erection (either due to the alcohol, kissing or most likely both) but the older boy had promised not to go any further so he wasn't concerned.
Their kissing began again and Harry wrapped his arms around the older boy as they lay on the bed. Blake slid his tongue from Harry's mouth and began kissing his neck. Harry's body was beginning to react to the soft touches beneath his shirt on his bare back and the pleasurable sucking on his neck. His breathing was even becoming a bit harsher.
"You like this?" Blake whispered in his ear, sucking on his earlobe.
"Yeah," Harry breathed softly.
"Would you be against me feeling?" Blake asked, moving his head to stare down at him.
Harry blinked. "Er…"
"I promise if you want me to stop I will," he said sincerely.
Slowly, Harry nodded and Blake bent down back to his neck. It was only seconds later when Harry found out what the other boy meant. As he sucked on both sides of Harry's neck and under his earlobes, Blake trailed his hand across his velvet black pants until he reached his crotch. Harry's breath caught in his throat when the older boy cupped him through his pants and squeezed gently. The sensation caused Harry's stomach to flutter as more heat flowed to his groin. Blake could obviously feel his slight erection and although it wasn't poking out noticeably when the older boy's finger squeezed him, he could clearly feel it.
"Oh good, you do like what I'm doing," Blake breathed quietly. "I was worried you weren't enjoying yourself," he winked.
Harry felt his cheeks heated up instantly and Blake leaned back down for a passionate kiss. His fingers remained between Harry's legs; in fact, he began to caress him consistently.
"Does this feel good?" Blake asked after slowly breaking their kiss.
Harry nodded. "Yeah."
"Can you feel it?" he asked, squeezing gently.
"Er, yeah," Harry flushed.
Blake smiled down at him and removed his hand. "You know, you could feel it a lot better if you took off your pants."
Harry swallowed thickly. "Er…I don't know, Blake…we just met and…"
Blake cocked his head slightly. "I know, but you were referring to sex right?"
"Er…," Harry hesitated uncertainly. He had thought that's what Blake had wanted. "Yeah."
"I promise I'm not trying to get you to have sex with me," Blake said as Harry felt his face heat up. "Just a bit of touching and making out," he said huskily. The older boy kissed his lips again. "I promise if it doesn't feel good and you want me to stop, I will."
Feeling his throat constrict, Harry nodded since he was unable to speak. He had never before been touched by anyone (except for Ginny but she didn't really count). And rubbing up against Draco's knee didn't count since both of them had been clothed. Blake smiled and kissed him once more before he moved his eyes and his hands to Harry's pants. He unbuttoned them then slid the zipper down. Harry's heart was beating faster and faster as Blake began easing his tight pants down off his hips. Blake slid his pants completely off and threw them on the bed next to them. Now, Harry was clad in only his black boxers, which went down to the middle of his thighs.
Blake was staring down at his boxers and his crotch (though his slight erection wasn't noticeable), but he smiled up at him. Then he leaned back down and coaxed him into another kiss that slowly built up. Harry's muscles tensed when he felt Blake's hand on his thigh about where his boxers ended. As Blake slipped his tongue between Harry's lips, his hand suddenly moved and ghosted over his crotch. Harry's heart pounded and he felt his stomach quiver again as he clearly felt the warm hand cup his penis gently. His gasp was muffled in the kiss as the hand squeezed just a bit. It was definitely more intense than just rubbing through clothing for it sent immediate waves of tingly pleasure up his spine and throughout his groin.
Blake began to rub his length through the boxers and cupped the sacs beneath his growing erection as well. Harry's hands unconscious gripped Blake's shirt tightly as the boy's hand continued to caress his crotch. Harry's head tilted back suddenly, breaking their kiss as he released a soft groan. Blake's hand had grabbed his crotch completely and he began moving his hand forward and back, causing friction that heightened Harry's desire. The older boy was definitely experienced, Harry realized. Not that he was surprised, but he was suddenly realizing how little he actually knew about sexual feelings concerning his own body.
Harry unconsciously moved his hips upward, feeling his erection thickening as he became more and more aroused. Blake was breathing deeply by his ear and he kissed his way over Harry's ear, onto his cheek and back to his lips where their tongues immediately clashed. Harry's hips were now moving of their own accord as the friction increased. His engorged cock was very sensitive now and almost completely hard. Harry groaned deeply in his throat, shutting his eyes instantly as Blake's hand slipped down inside his boxers and wrapped around his erection.
The feeling was indescribable as Harry arched up into the touch. Out of reaction, Harry unconsciously spread his legs apart even wider, giving the older boy better access as he stroked his fingers along Harry's shaft. The younger boy was so enraptured by the stronger desires he hardly noticed the hard erection poking against his stomach. Harry was breathing heavily, almost panting now and Blake was kissing and licking up his neck as he continued to stroke. His fingers rubbed against the tip of Harry's penis where pre-cum was already dripping out. The skin on the tip was surprisingly even more sensitive than his entire shaft.
Harry groaned deeply and thrust his hips against Blake's hand. The older boy's fingers released his shaft and suddenly dipped down to his soft sacs where he fondled them. Harry's hips arched up instantly and he tilted his head back as he released his orgasm. He was in such a groggy and euphoric state that Harry hardly registered Blake waving his wand to clean him up or him trying to help Harry into bed. As Blake slowly began bringing Harry toward his pillows, Harry felt the hard shaft against his leg and he blinked out of his trance.
"Er…," Harry said, stopping him. "What about you?"
Blake stared at him and raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to? You don't have to; I could always masturbate by myself."
Harry felt guilt rise within him and he felt his stomach churn in anxiety. "I could do what you did to me."
Grinning, Blake immediately lay down on top of the sheets, settling his head on Harry's pillow. Although he was very nervous, and disappointed that he wasn't drunk, Harry began undoing Blake's jeans. He pulled them down and noticed the erection poking through his briefs. Unlike Harry, he wore tight briefs which showed every curve of his cock. Harry felt his face flush, but he hid his embarrassment as he reached out a hand and began stroking the hard shaft. Blake groaned loudly, moving his hips and Harry looked around nervously to make sure no one had heard. Harry continued to stroke and tried to mimic what Blake did to him. He cupped the sacs beneath Blake's crotch and the other boy hissed with pleasure.
"Merlin yes…," Blake groaned. "God touch me Harry."
Harry felt his whole body tense with embarrassment. "What?"
Blake grabbed Harry's hand and pushed the hand through the opening of his boxers. Harry's body jerked in surprise as his hand touched Blake's erection. Harry squeezed it, not knowing what else to do. Blake arched his back upward and moved his hips again. Harry continued to squeeze and stroke, feeling the pulse of the erection. It was strange and yet Harry was beginning to feel aroused again. He was curious and nervous at the same time.
Without warning, Blake yanked his briefs down and his thick erection popped up. It was Harry's first time seeing another boy's erection and he stared at it uncertainly. Blake's eyes opened and he stared down at Harry and not looking Blake in the eyes, Harry automatically placed his hand on the erection again and began stroking. Blake's eyes closed and he groaned softly. Harry continued to do the same thing and realized that Blake wasn't coming to climax. Nervously, he decided to try something else. He used his other hand and placed it hesitantly on Blake's bare sacs, rubbing the soft skin gently.
"Fuck yes!" Blake hissed as he spread his legs apart and thrust his hips upward.
Harry was shocked by the reaction, but he continued to do that. He watched as the erection bulged and the main vein that was visible seemed to capture his attention. It led all the way to the tip and Harry noticed that thin, white liquid was dripping out of Blake's penis. Harry uncertainly wrapped one hand around Blake's shaft and moved his hand up then down.
"God…Harry…suck me please."
The request was so unexpected that Harry stopped all movement. His heart raced in his chest and he felt his body tense nervously. "Er…Blake, I…I've never done that and…"
Blake opened his eyes and he seemed in a daze. His erection was still pulsing and dripping pre-cum and the boy seemed to want Harry to get even more intimate.
"Then…rub against me," Blake pleaded, spreading his legs apart.
Harry tried not to stare at the erection and his entire body tensed. What did that mean exactly?
"Er…what do you want me to do?"
"Get on top of me," Blake said, a little out of breath. He craned his neck to stare at Harry.
Feeling incredibly out of place, Harry got up and approached Blake, leaning over him.
"Put your legs on either side," Blake said, grabbing hold of Harry's legs.
Harry awkwardly got up above Blake and the older boy pushed Harry's legs apart so he was straddling Blake's thighs. Harry was still only in his boxers, since Blake took off his pants, and he wasn't sure what to do.
"Scoot up," Blake said, spreading his legs again.
Harry got the idea and he knew what Blake wanted. Swallowing, Harry reluctantly moved forward. He was uncomfortable because of his lack of experience and while he was slightly aroused he was still uncertain. Still…a part of him was curious and another part of him knew that he shouldn't leave Blake unsatisfied after telling him he'd do the same thing, but…he hoped Blake wasn't getting the wrong idea about their relationship.
Blake helped moved him forward until Harry felt Blake's hard erection pressed against his own crotch. Harry felt his stomach flip at first, but then a part of him became a bit aroused. Blake suddenly began thrusting his hips and Harry felt the hard shaft rub against his own crotch. Even through his boxers he felt the friction of it. His body jerked forward unexpectedly and Harry instantly placed his hands on Blake's chest for balance. Harry felt their erections rubbing and his breathing became more shallow. He was still uncomfortable, being on top of Blake, but his body was becoming aroused. Blake groaned loudly, thrusting upward and then reached out to grab Harry's hips.
"God…yes…harder!" he hissed as he thrust upward.
Harry felt his own penis begin to get hard again and unconsciously he moved his hips as Blake did. The friction was unbelievable and suddenly reminded him of when Malfoy's knee had been pressed against his crotch. Remembering that moment, Harry pushed forward, pressing his hardening crotch against Blake's as they rubbed together. A low groan tore from Harry's throat and he felt excitement bubble inside his stomach. Blake cursed loudly and suddenly Harry felt something hot and wet get onto his legs.
Blake stopped moving, arching his back upward and then he panted breathlessly. Harry's breathing was shallow still too and he got off of Blake. The other boy sat up and smiled widely.
"That was brilliant. We definitely have to do this again," Blake grinned, turning over on his side.
"Er, yeah," Harry said as his cheeks heated up again. He couldn't believe what he just did. It felt really good, but at the same time he didn't want to give Blake the wrong impression.
"You hard again?" Blake asked as his eyes darted down to Harry's crotch. "I could give you a blow-job."
"Er…I…it's really okay," Harry said quickly, feeling his whole face heat up again. His hands began to get clammy out of nerves.
"Come on, Harry, you'll enjoy it. And I promise I'll take care of that for you," Blake said, smiling seductively as he gestured to Harry's small erection. He had begun to get aroused again because of all the new intense feelings, but he didn't want to go too far.
"I don't know…I don't want to move too fast, especially since…you know, we won't be together that long," Harry said awkwardly, feeling more exposed than he ever had before.
"Don't worry, I promise just a blow-job. Nothing more," Blake said. "If you don't like just tell me to stop and I'll leave, alright?"
Harry stared at him uncertainly. There was a part of him that was curious as to what a blow-job felt like, but he was also concerned that things were going way too fast between them, and much farther than Harry had wanted.
"Er…really, it's okay. I should probably get to bed anyway."
"You sure? I'm confident I'm good with my mouth," he said winking.
Harry covered his embarrassment by looking away briefly. "Er, yeah, I'm tired."
Blake seemed to get the hint and he just shrugged and smiled. "Well, I've had fun tonight, Harry."
Harry glanced at him awkwardly and gave him a half-smile, still feeling embarrassed. Harry nodded in agreement, unsure of what to say. Blake slid off the bed, waved his wand to clean up any signs of their activities and then he got dressed.
"See you tomorrow," he said, glancing back at him before he walked out.
Harry sighed heavily and slumped back onto his bed after Blake left. It had been awkward and arousing at the same time, but he definitely didn't want to lose his virginity to Blake. And that was more intimacy than Harry had expected for one night. True, it was nice being able to experiment, but he didn't want to go much farther. Thinking about that made him think about Malfoy again. He really hoped that Blake wouldn't tell anyone about what they did. He was more concerned about Malfoy finding out he was intimate with Blake. If that happened, he wasn't sure how the blond would react.
"Why should I care what Malfoy thinks?" Harry whispered aloud.
Sighing, he turned over and tried to get some sleep.
To Reviewers:
Redmeadow: Lol! Don't worry, Blake is going to be the nice transition for Harry to go to Draco. You'll see how it works out. And I'm sorry you didn't enjoy the Ambreen bit. I put it in there just for a little entertainment. Just because Harry's gay doesn't mean he can't enjoy a fun game of Entranced or Cursed. And since this isn't an all boys' school, I decided to show some of the girls. I thought it might be interesting to get a feel of the other non-important characters a bit too, at least while Harry is coming to grips with his sexuality and feelings. But don't worry, no more feeling up Ambreen. :-)
Kayla: Thanks so much! I'm glad you like this! Lol! I know everyone desperately wants Harry and Draco together soon, but it has to be a realistic transition. Don't worry, it's not too far off now. Oh no! This isn't going to be a very long story at all. In fact, Blake's going to be leaving fairly shortly now. I will update asap!
C.Khafre: Lol! You're welcome! My summer class ended so I have had more time. I'd like to finish this before classes start up again in September. Yes, college is fun, huh? You basically have NO TIME for life. Lol! I know everyone's dying to have Draco and Harry together. It will come soon, promise!
GreenEyedCatDragon: Lol! Well, what did you think of Draco's reaction to Harry telling him about Blake? I'm not making things extremely obvious about Draco because this is in Harry's P.O.V. so you only get a feel of Draco's feelings through Harry. But don't worry, there is much more to come between those two!
DestinyEntwinements: Lol! I'll get the next chapter out asap! Glad you like this so far!
Skittlelove: Aw, thanks so much! I'm very pleased to hear that you like the plot. I know I've read many Draco/Harry stories out there with basically NO plot and Draco suddenly becomes all sweet and "I love Harry"-ish. Lol! I decided I got sick of trying to find good HP slash and wanted to write one of my own. But I have found a couple good ones. I also recommend a story called: Secrets of the Forbidden Broomcloset. It's another Draco/Harry on . It's under my favorites so check it out. :-) I'm glad you like Blake. Oh no, no, I can reassure you Blake's not going to get in the way of Draco and Harry. In fact, he's not going to be around much longer. Yeah, I'm shocked that I've been updating every couple of days. This is a record for me! I plan on having this finished by September.
Dragenphly: Oh goody, I'm so glad you like Blake. That's what I was hoping for. And yes, it IS convenient he has to leave. In fact, he'll be gone very shortly, which will leave our dear Harry single. :-) Can't have that, now can we?
The Earth Mystic: Oh yes, our dear Blake is helping Harry figure out his sexuality, but have no fear! Harry is not going to give himself to him, especially since he'll be leaving soon. Blake is really the transition for Harry to Draco. You'll see. And no, Blake is not using Harry. :-)
Branwen777: Lol! I know, it is true isn't it? I'm glad someone feels a little sorry for Ambreen. I wanted to put some girls in here so that people can see it's obviously not an all boys' school. But also Harry can be friends with girls and boys, he just prefers dating boys. Oh yes, I understand what you mean completely and I'm very glad you noticed this! It's in Harry's P.O.V. but Harry is noticing things about Draco that will all come together eventually. It's not obvious to him, but to the readers I hope it's a bit obvious (but not too much). Although you never get Draco's P.O.V. you will get to see his feelings through Harry's eyes soon enough.
Tgkur: Thanks so much! What a compliment! I'm so glad you're enjoying this. Lol! You know, everyone's said that they've skimmed the first chapter. I find that hilarious. Of course I'm glad that they continue to look at other chapters even if the first one doesn't appeal to them. I guess having a summary of the story really helps. :-) And I'm very pleased to hear that you like the details. I LOVE putting in details, descriptions, sometimes fancy wording. It makes it fun to write and hopefully to read. I'll update asap!
Potterluvva: Thank you! I'm very glad to hear that! I'll update again in the next couple of days. :-)
Lollylover: Lol! I'm glad you like it! I just posted the next chapter right after you reviewed! :-)