Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty, baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore

"When I Get Home You're So Dead"- Mayday Parade

Chapter 3: When I Get Home You're So Dead

December 4, 1997

Three months had passed since Harry and Blaise got together, and since that day three months ago they had successfully kept it a secret. Harry had never felt so free. Used to being alone due to the constant stress of Voldemort, he finally felt at ease with Blaise.

Harry couldn't recall a time when he had been happier. Being with Blaise came so easily, like they had their own world where Harry didn't have to be a hero, where he could be taken care of for once. While he was slightly wary of the fact that his two best friends didn't know where he was sneaking off to every night he believed that Blaise was worth the risk.

Harry Potter was falling in love.

That afternoon, classes were canceled due to the snowfall. Harry and Blaise were strolling leisurely around the frozen lake their fingers entwined swinging lightly between them.

Blaise paused to sit at the bench at their Harry's favorite spot, the spot where they'd gotten together and looked up at Harry expectantly waiting for him to sit. Harry taken aback by Blaise's expression sat hesitantly next to his boyfriend.

"Harry Love, there's something I've been meaning to bring up with you, I've been sort of avoiding it because I've never done this before and don't want to give you the wrong idea." Blaise began, surprising himself by how nervous he sounded. 'Not that Potter was anything comparable to Draco'Blaise had to admit to himself that being with Harry did have its pluses, and that he was good enough to fill the temporary void made by a reluctant Draco.

"Oh hell," Harry started his eyes welling with unexpected tears. "You're not breaking up with me are you?" He asked unable to stop the shakiness in his voice. Finally after he truly believed everything was perfect he had messed again.

"Love don't cry, of course I'm not breaking up with you" Blaise said soothingly drawing circles on the palm of Harry's hands. Blaise couldn't help but smile at the scared look on Harry's face. " I would never break up with you, you're silly for thinking that," Blaise paused to kiss the spots under Harry's eyes where the tears had started to fall. "I wanted to ask, well you know that breaks next week, I just wanted to know if you maybe wanted to spend the holidays with me, I swear it's not one of those awkward meet the parents things. I doubt my mother would even be home, I just know you always hate leaving school to go home to your aunt and uncle, and I hope I'm not pushing it by going too fast by asking and we've only been going out for a little while, and I understand if you made other plans but I would, really, really love it if you came."

Harry silenced him suddenly by pressing his mouth lightly against Blaise's.

"I don't think you have any idea how happy you just made me" Harry said smiling, his eye were shining with fresh tears of joy, "and you're not pushing it at all I swear in fact push harder, I would love to spend the holidays with you."

Harry tangled his fingers through Blaise's hair and gave him a bruising kiss, his tongue probing gently against Blaise's. He began to slide himself onto Blaise's lap, and wound his fingers through Blaise's hair, not wanting to break contact. Blaise took Harry's face in his hands cradling it when he broke the kiss and stared at Harry. There were times in their relationship when Blaise did genuinely like Harry, right now was one of them, Harry sitting on his lap, face flushed and red from the cold, smiling at him as the snow fell around them.

"Babe there's just one thing, and don't be mad and I hope this won't be awkward or weird, but Draco and I have a tradition of always spending the Christmas holidays at our houses, and this year he's supposed to come to mine, I hope you don't mind and it would be a great opportunity to tell him. You know, about us I know you think it might cause problems but I don't think Dray would go running off to tell your mates."

"Of course I don't mind silly," Harry said, "I know Draco's important to you and just because I'm here it shouldn't interrupt your friendship or traditions. All I care about is spending time with you even if that means with Malfoy." Harry was ecstatic; this was his first Christmas where he actually would feel happy.

"Awesome hon, I can't wait, you don't know how much this means to me. I know Draco hasn't always been a good guy to you and you're really putting an effort to be civil. Not to mention the fact that I get to give you your gift in person." He added with a sly smile.

Harry swatted his arm lightly, "I told you really don't have to get me anything, being with you is more than enough," he said looking down blushing. As much as he loved having Blaise as a boyfriend he wasn't used to being spoiled and was rather embarrassed by his lavish gestures of affection. "I know I don't have to, I just want to because you mean a lot to me" He said making Harry's face burn. Blaise pressed a kiss to both Harry's burning cheeks before capturing his lips in a long kiss.

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"Ooooo Draco," Blaise sang as he waltzed into the Slytherin Common Room.

"What is it Blaise decided to kill another thousand of my sperm?" Draco sneered, although he and Blaise had been on good terms since their incident a few months back Draco wasn't keen on the idea of letting any part of Blaise near his bits right now.

"Guess who just happens to be spending Christmas break with you and I this year, King Draco" Blaise said bouncing on the balls of his feet awaiting Draco's reaction.

"Is your mother really sick of whoring herself and has decided to actually dote on you this year." Draco said, why the fuck was Blaise bothering him with this shit. Who cares if his slut of a mother was coming?

"Now, now Draco as much as I'm sure you'd love the opportunity to see my mother it just so happens that your whore Potter is coming to see meover the holidays, and I decided to be nice enough to invite you,"

Ignoring the jab against Harry, Draco moved on. He still had not forgotten the incident that occurred a few months ago sneered menacingly at Blaise. "And why exactly would I want to spend my vacation with you, I already attempt to avoid you here as much as possible. Why would I want to spend my time with you?

"I just thought you would want to spend as much time as possible with Harry," Blaise sighed melodramatically, "but if not I'm sure Harry and I have many things to do to occupy our time alone. Together."Blaise knew he had the mark.

He began the practically skip up the stairs to the boys dormitory.

"Zabini" Draco called after him, swallowing his pride, it's only three weeks. I can last three weeks with Blaise if it means three with Harry.

"Oh yes, Draco?" Blaise simpered, knowing he had won. Christmas would be the perfect time to show Draco just how close him and Harry had gotten. He would never forget that he had broken Blaise's heart after this.

"I'll be there"

: Gryffindor Common Room:

Harry walked into the common room grinning from ear to ear, he looked towards the fireplace and seated in two of the arm chairs were Ron and Hermione. Hermione was as usual looking over her notes for midterms, which weren't until after the break, but that was Hermione after all. Ron was leaning over a chessboard, playing against himself. Harry walked over and cleared his throat.

"Hey mate, what's up?" Ron said, not looking away from the board.

"Listen, I don't think I can make it to the burrow this year, my aunt and uncle say they want to try and get along better, and that they'd like me home for the holidays."

Hermione put her book down and jumped up smiling, she hugged Harry "Oh Harry! I'm so excited for you finally they're trying."

"Yeah mate, good on you. We'll miss you but we'll be sure to send the Weasley sweater as usual."

"Alright, glad you don't mind, should be a good one. I'm dead tired I think I'm going to head up to bed."

Harry hated to lie to his two best friends, but he knew that they wouldn't take the news that he was ditching them for the holiday to go spend time with Blaise. They had been astonished that Harry accepted meeting him by the lake the day that they got together, and since then Harry hadn't brought it up knowing that it would cause unnecessary drama. Lying to them wasn't any better but for now Harry wanted to do as much as he could to avoid an unnecessary confrontation between Blaise and his friends.

: Gryffindor Boys' Dormitory:

When Harry shut the door to the Gryffindor Boys' dorm a low voice from behind him said, "So? How'd they take it?" Blaise was leaning against the post on Harry bed looking relaxed but composed as ever.

"Brilliantly" Harry said grinning and walking towards Blaise wrapped his arms around his neck, bringing Blaise forward to kiss him. Not able to bend forwards for so long, Blaise lifted Harry up; Harry wrapped his legs around Blaise's waist, voiding any space between them. While they were kissing, Blaise maneuvered them so that they fell back onto Harry's four poster bed, Harry still leaning over him, straddling his waist and kissing him deeply.

Blaise's hands reached for the hem of Harry's shirt and lifted it over his head throwing it to the side of the bed. Blaise rolled over so that he was crouching over Harry, not breaking the kiss as Harry fumbled with the buttons of Blaise's shirt, and he grew frustrated to the point where he ripped them off. Once Blaise's shirt was off Blaise began to play with the top of Harry's jeans. Both of them desperate for air Blaise finally broke the kiss and began biting, licking, and sucking his way down Harry's chest. He then began to un-loop Harry's belt, when Harry pushed him off him and sat up. Blaise sighed, exasperated and ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry," Harry said, not looking at him "It's not you and it's not that I don't want to, I just don't want to rush things okay?"

Blaise tried to stop himself from getting upset, and but on a strained smile, "No, of course not. Whenever you're ready." He said kissing Harry.

"Come here," Harry said, beckoning Blaise toward him. "Stay here tonight?" Harry asked, "I'll help you pack in the morning before we leave."

Blaise stripped down to his boxers, watching as Harry did the same, he then pulled the curtains shut. He pulled Harry on top of him, taking his jaw in his large hand and kissing Harry. Harry sighed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Blaise. He knew in that moment that he was definitely falling in love. They broke the kiss and Harry settled down on top of Blaise his arms wrapped around Blaise. In minutes they had both fallen into a deep sleep.

: Gryffindor Boys' Dormitory, The Next Morning:

Harry was still sleeping that morning at eight. When looking back on it he was sure that he might have subconsciously heard Ron calling to him from the next bed, saying that he wanted say goodbye before he left for three weeks. Harry could have responded but instead sleep insisted that he snuggle closer into Blaise and ignore Ron. Not a smart move, when Harry didn't answer Ron took the opportunity to pull the bed curtains open.

"Harry? What the fuck!" Ron yelled.

Blaise Zabini was lying in Harry's bed. Ron might have been accused of not being smart, but he wasn't stupid enough to not realize what was going on. Harry was sprawled across Blaise Zabini's chest, and before Ron had come barging in he was probably in the middle of a very good sleep.

"Ron, I—"

"How the fuck could you not tell me you're sleeping with him"

"I'm not sleeping with him!"

"Trust me he isn't" Blaise said under his breath, fortunately quiet enough so that Harry didn't hear.

"That whole bullshit you made up about your family is just that isn't it, bullshit. You're going with him over the holidays. Why they fuck would you lie Harry?"

All Harry could do was sit there.

"Whatever, I can't even talk to you right now, I'd almost understand what was going on if you even had the decency to tell me. But you can't even do that. I've got to go. I'll see you after break."

Ron walked away leaving a stunned Harry behind.

"Harry, I'm really sorry," Blaise began.

"It's fine, I shouldn't have lied, let's just go get packed yeah? We'll have to leave soon as well." Harry said trying his best not to show that it was bothering him, he just wanted to get out of Hogwarts and enjoy the next three weeks.

: Zabini Estates, December 19:

Blaise held Harry's hand tightly as he helped him out of the carriage out front of his house. Harry gasped shocked by the beautiful house and grounds surrounding him. Having always stayed with Mrs. Figg when the Dursleys went on holiday, with the exception of the Weasley's house and Hogwarts, Harry had never traveled anywhere besides Little Whinging. He decided in that moment that a return trip to Italy would be necessary in the near future.

Blaise had said that the Zabini's villa was one of the few houses that his family owned, and the other ones in the northern United Kingdom were much more luxurious. At this point Harry couldn't see how that was possible. The villa was huge taking up a large plot of land that was surrounded by a vineyard, and stables to the east. It was grander than any house Harry had stayed in.

"This is perfect" Harry breathed awed at the magnanimity of the house.

Blaise laughed at the amazement in his boyfriend's eyes, pleased that Harry was happy with the house. "I'm glad you like it" he said laughing. He wrapped his arms around Harry and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Come on, let's go inside you don't want to spend your whole vacation staring at the house do you?" Harry murmured, "I wouldn't mind."

Blaise led Harry up the pathway to the gates of the house when suddenly he felt a pull on his hand. Harry had stopped and when Blaise turned to see what was wrong he found Harry standing there a small smile fixed on his face. "What're you-" Blaise started, but was cut off with the feeling of Harry reaching up and kissing him forcefully.

"You're absolutely amazing you know that" Harry asked eyes downcast a small blush dancing across his cheeks.

Blaise kissed him again, and to Harry's delight picked him up bridal style and carried him inside the house.

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'Keep quiet; nothing comes as easy as you.

Can I lay in your bed all day?

I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake"

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner—Fall Out Boy