Chapter 6

Harry blushed furiously, "I-I um. W-"

Draco smiled, "you shouldn't stutter, Harry, it's unbecoming. What? Haven't you ever heard a compliment before?"

Harry shrugged, "well, yeah, sure, but none that blatant before. No guy has ever told me, in no uncertain terms, that I look fuckable."

"Guy?"

Harry drop his gaze, "yeah. Guys."

"Why are you ashamed?"

"I don't know. Most people aren't very accepting of homosexuality."

Draco stood and walked around the table to kneel next to Harry, "well, I can't judge. I go both ways."

Harry looked up and locked eyes with Draco, "what is this?"

"I'd like to think that this is me making a move on you."

Harry lightly shook his head, sorrow etched into his handsome face, "I can't, Draco, I'm sorry. I'm not ready. I've lost so much already, I just need time. If I let myself get too close to you I know I'll fall in love with you. You're that guy that could make anyone fall in love in only days if you wanted. My emotions can't handle something that big yet. I'm still trying to come to grips with everything else. Don't get me wrong, I do like you, but I'm just not ready for a relationship just yet."

"I understand, Harry. I won't rush you, but why don't you explain things to me? You can trust me."

"Well, you see, I live with Sirius and Remus because, well, because a month before we moved here I was in a car accident. That's where I got the scar on my forehead. It was late and it was raining, we were headed home from our weekly late night movie. Um, we were just turning onto the highway when a drunk driver hit us head on. I was sitting in the backseat. The drunk driver was taken to the hospital, but he didn't make it through the night. I woke up a day later, I was home, but something wasn't right and I wasn't sure why, acute amnesia, I think the doctors had called it. I hadn't been too banged up and therefore I was only routinely examined and sent home."

"Who was in the front seat?" Draco asked softly, concern clearly visible in his stormy gray eyes.

Harry took a deep, shuddering breath and wiped the tears from his face, "my parents."

"They didn't make it, did they?"

"No, they were killed instantly. The impact crushed the front of the car, there was no chance of survival."

Harry began to sob and Draco pulled him tight against his chest. He held Harry close and whispered soothingly into his ear. Harry's story broke Draco's heart, he didn't deserve to have his family ripped away from him. Harry was too good of a person. Draco wasn't sure he'd ever understand why Harry had been given the short end of things. Draco slowly pulled away from Harry and looked the teary eyed teenager in the eye, "I have an idea. Go get dressed in a T-shirt and jeans. Do you have a leather jacket?"

Harry nodded, "yeah, I do. It was my dad's."

"Good. Now hurry up and get dressed."

Harry gave Draco a questioning look, but did as he was told anyway. Fifteen minutes later Harry was back in the kitchen. He followed Draco out of the house and onto the front porch. Draco walked a slight ways down the driveway and stopped by a black Ducati. He untied the extra helmet and tossed it to Harry, who caught it with a stunned expression. Draco smirked and pulled his own helmet on before throwing his leg over the bike in one smooth motion. Harry hesitated slightly before catching the amused grin on Draco's face. Draco quickly started the bike, flipped the visor on his helmet down, and waited for Harry to climb on behind him.

Harry yanked his own helmet on, sliding the visor down, before he maneuvered himself onto the bike, sliding into place pressed against Draco's back. Harry shamelessly wrapped his arms around Draco's waist as Draco sped off. Harry watched the town fly past him as Draco weaved in and out of traffic. Before long Harry started to relax against Draco; melting into him as their bodies molded to one another. Draco smirked to himself as he felt Harry inch even closer to him. He drove in aimless circles, just wanting Harry to relax and take the time to forget about his trials. Draco felt free as he effortlessly handled the bike he'd had for a year. Nothing could beat the wind slapping at him as he whipped through turns and rode along the winding paths of the nearby mountains. Sometime later Draco and Harry found themselves back at Harry's house.

"Wow, Draco, that was amazing."

Draco nodded, "yeah. I love my bike, I love the feeling of being at one with it, you know? I feel so free and alive." Harry yawned widely and Draco caught a glimpse of something he'd missed earlier. "What's that, Potter?"

Harry blushed slightly, "what?"

"Don't play stupid. In your mouth."

"Nothing."

Draco looked at him, "right. If I didn't know any better I'd say you've got your tongue pierced."

Harry nodded, "yeah, I uh, got it like a year ago."

Draco growled, "sexy. I'm a pretty observant person, how come I never noticed it before now?"

"Maybe because I've had a retainer in up until last night. I wanted to make a good impression at Hogwarts. But I guess after realizing I'd already made enemies with the chem teacher I figured it didn't really matter," Harry answered with a shrug.

"Lemme see." Harry obediently stuck out his tongue, and Draco smirked, "what's this? It says 'Fuck You' as well? Nice Potter, never expected that one from you."

Harry grinned, "oh? And why not? Certainly I don't look that innocent. I have a ton of these tongues rings. This is just one of my favorites."

"What do the other ones say?"

"Come on upstairs and I'll show you."

Harry headed upstairs with Draco in tow. Harry looked through box after box until he found the case that held his numerous tongue rings. He slowly opened the case and handed it over for Draco to look through. Harry watched on in amusement as Draco rifled through the contents of the case. He held up a slim cork-screw nose ring and smirked.

"A nose piercing as well?"

Harry grinned and shrugged, "my parents were cool. Not to mention Sirius owns a piercing salon, which he's currently in the process of relocating here. Actually, my mom was the one that begged me to get my nose done, she wanted to see if it hurt."

Draco looked highly amused, "and did it?"

"Not really. I've felt worse. It was no worse than getting some of the other piercings I've had."

"You've had more? How many have you had?"

"A fair few. Sirius was always looking for a test dummy, and he knew I was always willing. Mom and dad never really cared."

"Where?"

Harry blushed, "um nowhere special. Ears, tongue, nose, nipples, eyebrow, septum, and lip."

Draco's jaw dropped, "what did you say?"

"Lip?"

"Before that."

"Ears?"

"After that."

Harry sighed, "fine, nipples. I had my nipples pierced. Happy now?"

Draco laughed, "oh that's great. Why don't you have any jewelry in your piercings?"

"Like I said, I wanted to make a good impression at Hogwarts."

"So, put them back in. You said yourself it doesn't really matter anymore. Come on, put them back in!" Harry had to laugh at Draco's enthusiasm.

"Most of them closed."

"Which ones?"

"All except for the tongue and nipples."

Draco grinned, "good. The two I love most. Now, run along and got put the jewelry in. Go. Go."

Harry ginned and laughed at Draco's childishness. He selected a plastic bag from the case and headed to the bathroom, much to Draco's disappointment. He pulled off his shirt and slid the jewelry through the piercings. Harry smiled fondly as he remembered his parents constantly begging him to get this piercing or that piercing, and God forbid Draco ever found out, tattoos. He missed them terribly, but this was one way he felt close to them. He had the memories of all their fun times hanging out at Sirius' with at least one of them getting a piercing or tattoo. Sighing Harry walked back into the bedroom that was currently holding the unpacked boxes.

Draco clapped with glee, Harry was stunned. Draco forced him to parade around the room for fifteen minutes. "Draaaaco," Harry whined. "Can I stop now?"

"No, you look positively delicious."

"How about I take you to get your own piercing? Hm? That way you can dance around in front of a mirror or something and leave poor me alone."

"You'd do that? But my parents would never sign for it. They're way too uptight."

"As long as they don't sue Sirius, I'm sure he'll do it for you."

"Seriously? That'd be awesome."

Harry chuckled as Draco tackled him to the ground. He let out a small oof as he hit the floor. "Thanks, Draco, I needed to get reacquainted with the hard floor."

"Any time," Draco chuckled.