A/N: Hey Guys, for all who already read Hidden Truth: This is basically the same story as the oneshot I posted a few days ago. But after Elpin suggested, that I make that story a twoshot because it was progressing to fast and the plot was to fast to keep up with Harry's emotions I rewrote parts of the story and added a chapter. I hope you also like it that way, because truthfully I like it better that way too. Thanks to Elpin again. lol Now on with the story. Enjoy!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they belong to J. K. Rowling, except my character Kiro. And I'm proud of that one too.

Hidden Truth

Chapter 1

Storming into the room of requirement, Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, and right now a really pissed of boy stopped dead in his tracks, his magic crackling around him. He came here to rant and destroy something, and now… he had wished for a few things to shatter… but in the middle of the room was a big four poster bed and lying on that bed was none other than Draco Malfoy himself. Exactly the person Harry wanted to see. And he was not alone.

In his arms was another person. Both sat up startled at the noise the door had made. Harry got the full few of two naked bodies. He had no chance to miss the fact that the Slytherin Prince wasn't with a pretty girl, but with a handsome young man with blue eyes and long wavy brown hair. He had to admit that both looked gorgeous beside each other. Although nobody knew it, Harry was gay. He had figured it out after the incident with Cho and now he only kept quiet, because he didn't need more bad publicity from articles in the Daily Prophet. And the other reason that hindered him from getting a boyfriend was the possibility of that person being killed when he had to finally face Voldemort. But at the sight of those two in front of him, desire swept like a wave through his body. He couldn't take his eyes off of them, so not to finally loose the last control he had, he turned on his heels to run out of the room, when the voice of Draco Malfoy stopped him.

"Harry", the Slytherin called nothing more, but that one word, not only a word but his given name, let the Gryffindor freeze on the spot. Slowly he turned around, too shocked to say a word.

His arch enemy only looked at him and than asked "Did your stupid little friends piss you of like that?"

Noticing the anger that flared up in Harry's eyes, he started to chuckle. "They will never understand you. For them you're only the Golden Boy, their hero, the one who's supposed to do everything right."

Finally Harry got back to his senses to spat back "And you know that how?"

In that same soft voice the Slytherin had used for his little speech he answered arrogantly "I have watched you for the last six years, do you really think I didn't notice." while he talked Malfoy got up from the bed to walk over to Harry who in return just stared at his naked body. And than Draco smiled at him, a real smile not a smirk or an evil smile but a straight to the heart smile, that sent little shivers running down Harry's spine. He wasn't prepared when the blonde leaned forward to press a chaste kiss on the surprised Gryffindor's lips. When he pulled back he saw the dazed look on Harry's face. Before he was able to comprehend what had happened, Draco pressed their lips together a second time. He felt like he was falling as too strong arms wrapped around him from behind and a second pair of lips was pressed on his neck. Draco's right hand was in his hair and the other one on his hips. As they came up for air Harry looked behind him to see the boy who was previously lying on the bed holding him tightly to a strong but also naked chest.

His thoughts were running circles in his head as he tried to understand their reasons. Was it all a plot from the Dark Lord or was Draco Malfoy getting insane and who was the other boy? Confused as he was, he almost didn't hear the whispered words from the Slytherin. "This behind you is Kiro, my boyfriend. You probably don't know him, he's from Ravenclaw.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Harry managed to whisper back. "Because we wanted you for a long time", was the chuckled answer from the blue eyed Ravenclaw. The sweet voice that he heard for the first time sent shivers over his body. "And I'm a Malfoy, I always get what I want" was the drawled replay from the beautiful Slytherin. We should sit down on the bed and continue this conversation there. It will be way more comfortable then standing around. When they were all seated and both naked boys had each put on a pair of black pants, they started talking again.

"I thought you were called the Slytherin Sex God, as in having as many girls as possible in your bed" Harry stuttered. Kiro started laughing, a deep full laugh that vibrated through the Gryffindor's body. Draco smirked.

"You don't really believe those stories. The gossip mill is always running high but nothing about those rumors is true. In fact I'm happy with my boyfriend."

How long have you been together and how did you manage to keep it a secret and why do you want me in on this", the questions finally poured out of Harry.

"First of all, did we watch you for a long time…" Kiro started to explain.

"We even ended up together when we met each other on top of the astronomy tower, after I fought with you again. I was totally down and Kiro just showed up…" Draco continued. "I threatened him, to leave me alone, and so on and so on. We started arguing, then talking and finally kissing, as we realized we wanted both the same boy….and after a while also a few other tings." Kiro blushed at that point. "But you were still on our mind. And here you are. So now that you know everything about us, your turn to tell us what your friends did."

"Obviously you know me pretty well, because you knew right away what was wrong. And that's the point they don't although they are my best friends. They expect me to be some super hero to defeat Voldemort, but I can't do it alone. I'm not immortal." Harry cried and than shocked he clapped his hand over his mouth. He shouldn't have said that. Lucius Malfoy was a known Death Eater after all, and his son was supposed to be one in training. He tried to wriggle away from them but Kiro's arms were holding him in place.

"Harry….listen to me. This is important for you to know, but if you talk in front of the wrong people, we all will be dead. Kiro and I are not Death Eaters although our parents are. And we won't be one if you can help us to get out of it." Draco was whispering frantically, hoping and wishing that Harry was believing him. Kiro was also looking closely at the Gryffindor, when Draco continued. "With this information, you're able to destroy us, and everything we ever had. We're secretly working on getting others out. It's just really difficult. Most of them have to face their families if they switch sides in this war. It would help if you could talk to them. The Slytherins believe me, but they also need someone who can convince them that they will be safe and protected if their families go after them."

Harry stared at them wordlessly. "I have to think about it, please give me some time", was all, the black haired boy managed to say before he got off the bed and left the room of requirement in a hurry.

All the way back to Gryffindor tower Harry thought about the things they had told him. Until he finally came to the conclusion that all had been some scheme to try to seduce him, so that he would overlook something Lord Voldemort had really planned. Draco Malfoy was certainly the right person for something like this. And how should he know what was right or wrong. These days everybody just used him: Dumbledor to win the war, in Ron's case to be more popular or just to be a hero for everybody else. He was sick of it and now Draco Malfoy started to play mind games with him. And this Kiro, who was that boy? While he thought about it he neared Gryffindor tower.

When he entered through the portrait hole he was welcomed with a loud shriek from the direction of the fire place. Hermione was perched on a comfy couch in front of the fire place with a book sitting in her lap.

"Where have you been? You can't just storm away from us when we're talking to you! Ron is really mad at you. We didn't say anything wrong. We just told you that you should train more so that you can beat You-Know-Who in a battle. You are the Boy-Who- Lived, you can't just pretend that you aren't." Hermione started her rant the moment he set foot into the common room.

And here it goes again. The anger, that had subsided while he was in the room of requirement and later while he was thinking about the happenings of the afternoon, returned. Maybe it would have been better to believe Malfoy and then get killed while he was at it. Death would have been better than this…or was Malfoy really telling the truth….? Stop, stop, stop…Harry started berating himself. I don't like Malfoy and that's final, he just took me by surprise and his pretty and gorgeous boyfriend…no, no, no.

With a start he realized that Hermione still waited impatiently for a response. He didn't want to argue with her again so he just shrugged and left for his dorm to get ready for bed. On the way up the stairs he heard Hermione jelling after him but he ignored her as best as he could.

When he finally lay in bed, he couldn't sleep, because silver and blue eyes were evading his tired brain. He wasn't able to stop thinking about the two young men. He eventually fell asleep after a lot of restless turning and tossing. His mind just couldn't shut up and replayed the events of the day over and over in his head.

After only a few hours of sleep he awoke again, drenched in sweat and shaking from his recent dream. He had been in a bed that looked oddly enough, like the one in the room of requirement, with both boys holding him. But the most horrifying thought was not being in bed with them, but that he didn't mind. Shaking is head to clear his thoughts he got out of bed to take an early shower. His last thought, before he was drowned by the water was: "How on earth am I going to survive today?"