Secret Love Can Kill

So everybody! I was away in Montana (USA for those who don't know) and my computer being the crappy computer it is decided to shut down and kill itself. (Really it just needed charged, but that counts as dead right?). Anyway – here's the new chapter! I hope it was worth the wait, please answer the review question, and... The dance! Yay! It's finally here. Question though, before you read – to make you think (oh no! The 'T' word!). Who do you think Pansy is going out with? Plus please go to my page and answer my poll! Very important! Very secretive... Heh heh... Special thanks to my new beta RosesAreForever23!

Oh and sorry about this, but it is entirely in Harry's POV except a very small amount at the end that's Draco's POV.

Harry POV:

Oh my god! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my-

"Harry!" I looked up from where I was pacing to see Ron call out to me. We were in Gryffindor tower, and we were getting changed. Into robes. Our dress robes. For the dance! The dance actually came around pretty quickly after Draco and I got out of the infirmary.

Hermione and Blaise visited each other every day in the library and I have no idea where Luna took Ron, so Draco and I chose this small room near the dungeons.

It was perfect for our uses. It was a lot like a small Room of Requirement actually. It conjured everything we needed. From a couch and soft fire, to a bed (not that we did anything... Yet.)

My grades in potions went up, and Snape couldn't find anything wrong with them. He did however, raise an eyebrow, at seeing Draco and myself partner up with each other... Willingly.

And now it was the day of the dance. After dinner, and I was getting into my dress robes with Ron and Neville (who was taking some girl from Hufflepuff).
I wasn't pacing because I thought I wouldn't dance properly, or Draco wouldn't come, or I would make a fool of myself. Oh no. I wish it was that. That could go away easily with the right encouragement.

But no. My worry was that no one would accept my being gay. Let alone with a Slytherin. Let alone with Draco. My only comfort was that Hermione and Blaise were going together. So I was going to stick near them most of the time. And Pansy, who was apparently taking a Gryffindor girl whom she wouldn't tell anyone the name of yet.

Draco knew who it was. She didn't tell him, but he just knew. They were like siblings or something.

But I had been looking forward to this for some time. Hermione had dragged Ron and me out to buy robes – and apparently the Slytherins had wanted to go. The reason someone would want to go shopping is absurd to me – but they are Slytherins.

My robe was a dark green – that matched my eyes – with underclothes that were black. This combination supposedly made me look good against pale skin, and dark hair, but I wasn't too sure.

Ron was wearing dark red robes, with dark golden underclothing.

Hermione – well honestly I had no idea. She had bought her outfit when neither Ron nor I were looking so neither of us saw it.

I also didn't know what any of the others looked like, as they had kept a secret as well. However, they didn't know what we looked like either.

Ron had been looking at me with concern during my 'mind rant'. And I shrugged. I could defeat the Dark Lord, but not go to a dance without worrying what people say?

At least Draco and I knew what his parents would say. Draco sent an owl off with his letter saying that he had fallen in love with me, and they could do what they want about it, but he would not give me up.
It was so beautiful I wanted to cry.

Finally, I cast a quick tempus spell and saw that it was time to go. Hermione would show up later. She told me that she would be there when Draco and I stepped in though. She had said that there were rumors (and bets for that matter) about who I was going to take. Anyone not knowing that I was gay guessed either Cho Chang or Ginny Weasley.

Hurrying down the steps, knots of fear in my stomach, I heard Ron come after me.

We saw many people on their way to the ball pass us. Most pointed and stared at me, and I could only imagine what they were going to say.

I didn't have a very happy imagination.

I saw the Silver Trio already there and waiting for us. Blaise looked at us, and paled when he didn't see Hermione. I walked up to him casually and whispered in his ear (so no one else would hear), "Hermione's still getting ready. She should be here shortly." A little color returned to his face, and he nodded. Ron was on the lookout for Luna, and as she walked up to our little group dreamily, I had to admit she looked good.

She was wearing a soft but dark golden dress, which frilled out around her knees. She was wearing lion earrings, and she took Ron's hand silently.

Draco hit me playfully on the arm. I looked over at him for the first real time.

He was wearing a dark blue robe, and black underclothing. He was looking up at me, slight fog covering his eyes.

"Seriously Draco? You're jealous of Luna?" I asked, receiving another playful – but painful – punch on the arm.

"Hey. You were looking at her with that look in your eye. And it's even worse because I can't kiss you yet." Yes. They weren't going to make their entrance until later, when everyone else had filed into the hall. It was easier that way.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, so I was looking her over. But do you want to know what I was thinking of?" A strange look of... Curiosity showed in his eyes. "How you would look in a dress. A really short dress too."

He raised an eyebrow. I shook my head and laughed. I looked over at Hermione and Pansy who finally arrived, along with Pansy's date.

Hermione was wearing a light blue dress that made her seem like she was floating instead of walking. Her hair was curled and for once, tamed, as she went over to Blaise, who looked shocked himself.

Pansy wore a dark green outfit, with silver trimmings, and her hair was tied up into a bun with some loose strands fluttering around her face. But really didn't realize any of this. It didn't register in my brain. I was looking at the one following behind Pansy.

She was wearing a pale purple dress, and it showed the curves on her body nicely. Her pale – but freckled – skin looked good in contrast with it. Her long ginger hair framed her face, but she looked completely war and cautious of our reactions.

Not that I like her or anything – though I might if I were straight – I would say that Miss. Ginny Weasley looked nice tonight.

Yes. You heard me correctly, that was not wrong. No doubting the determined eyes, or ginger hair, or freckled skin. It was a Weasley child. It just happened to be the youngest and only girl Weasley child.

Ginny Weasley.

I looked at Ron, and the shock and confusion, and anger on his face, made me step back and take Draco's hand from fear. Pansy widened her eyes a bit, but she grabbed her dates hand as well.

I honestly couldn't get past the fact Ginny Weasley was a lesbian. All these years, and I thought she was after me. Oh how things change.

I understood why Pansy hadn't wanted to tell anyone yet.

Ron looked like he was about to blow his top, but Luna put a calming hand on his shoulder, and nodded towards the Great Hall doors.

It was time.

Ron and Luna went in first, being the least odd couple possible. People really only paid them attention because they knew I would be coming soon after. Then it was Hermione and Blaise. A few gasps at that pairing, but no one said much or made a move. Ginny and Pansy were next.

Now there was some talk. They all knew I had to be next, and they weren't using to seeing girl-girl couples.

Not that gayness wasn't accepted in the Wizarding world – quite so. But it was mostly only in guys. It was also probably because Pansy was a Slytherin, and Ginny was not only Ron's sister, but a Gryffindor.

Walking in, (and holding onto Draco's hand) the first thing I saw were the decorations. There were lights, and a punch table with light food and drinks of every kind. The ceiling held gold and silver streamers. The hall was set up like the last Yule Ball. There was even a Wizarding band on the stage playing soft background music.

But no one else was looking at the décor. Nope. All eyes were on the door. Where they were waiting either the arrival of the Slytherin Ice Prince or the Gryffindor Savior. No one knew that they would get both.

Many gasps were heard. Pictures were taken, many shouted out. A few out raged cries, possibly from the rest of Gryffindor.

But Draco and I ignored them. We were, after all, good at it by now. We drifted over to our little group, and the music started to play. Draco grabbed my waist.

I still didn't really know how to dance. Pansy had tried to teach me, but gave up after I kept stepping on her toes.

I could dance with Draco, but only because I somehow knew what he was next going to do, and followed suit. I was good at that – following Draco.

Hermione, Blaise, Pansy, Ginny, Ron, and Luna started to dance around us. I had never felt so happy.

Many others just stopped and stared, but some let it go and began to dance with the date they had brought. I knew that this was going to cause chaos later. The Slytherins would either accept the Golden Trio, or shun us even more, alongside the Silver Trio. It was the same with Gryffindor. Maybe not for Ron or Luna, but the rest of us.

I could already see the headlines now: Savior for the Light, Shagging Former Enemy? By Rita Skeeter, of course. But I didn't care. I couldn't care. I mean, I got to be with the man I loved, and I still had my close friends.

The others didn't understand. They also probably don't understand what it is like to really fall in love with someone. The feeling where you would do anything for them, and never let them go. Where if the one you love dies, you would stop caring about life.

No. They wouldn't understand that at all. They don't know what it's like to have everything you care about taken away from you like I do. That was okay at the time, because all I had to lose was Hermione, Ron, Luna, Neville, and the rest of the Weasley Clan.

But now I have Draco. And I wasn't going to give him up for anything. And it isn't the Gryffindor talking inside of me when I say that I would die for him.

Back to the dance- the last song had ended. Draco was leading me over to the punch bowl, tugging slightly on my arm. Everyone stepped quietly out of our way, watching us as we walked over to where the group had gone to stand.

I was smiling like an idiot when we reached them, and I saw Blaise was too. Hermione was holding his hand, while talking to Luna about something. Pansy was talking to Blaise about something, holding Ginny close to her. I could tell that she was slightly listening to what Ron was saying to Ginny – probably about who she had chosen to come to the dance with.

Ginny looked up at us as we walked in, and her eyes seemed slightly scared. She asked, in a shaky voice, "Are you mad at me too, Harry?" I smiled and shook my head. Draco got some punch and handed it to me; I drank it down before saying, "Ginny, it would be very hypocritical if I told you I was angry at you for being a lesbian. One is because I am gay." I showed her mine and Draco's linked fingers. "And because I don't think Ron is beating on you because of who you like, but why you never told anyone Ginny."

Ron nodded at my words, and she sighed in relief. Pansy took her face in her hands, and slowly kissed her on the lips. I raised an eyebrow but let it go.

I looked at Draco and wiggled my eyebrow, and blinked. He seemed to understand. He took my face in his gentle hands, and looking me straight in the eye with his stormy ones, kissed me slowly for everyone to see.

Not that I really cared who saw. If they don't approve, well they can go to hell for all I care.

Ron groaned. "Harry. Please, I asked you not to do that around me. I have accepted that you're going out with Malfoy, but please?" I could only grin at his expense.

"Okay then. I'll just remember that when you start kissing Luna..." His eyes widened and mumbled something like, "Yeah yeah... Shoulda been in Slytherin..." before he went off to go kiss Luna.

When I said that, I wasn't entirely using as a defense to kiss Draco. Ron has started to get more intimate with Luna, which is fine with me. Seriously the guy deserves it.

But... It's just, weird when they kiss or hug or whatever. It's hard to explain. Like Luna is taming Ron in the kiss, while Ron is making her feistier... Really creepy.

Another dance song started, and Draco pulled me back into the middle of the hall. Pansy was dragging Ginny, and Blaise Hermione.

Everyone else pretty much cleared out of our way. Since I was slightly shorter than Draco, he got to lead the dance. I just rested my head on his chest, and closed my eyes.

Draco made a small humming sound, and I couldn't help but smile. I looked up at him, with one eyebrow raised questioningly.

He nodded towards the others.

We were in a sort of dancing circle. Draco and I in the middle. Surrounding us was Pansy, Ginny, Hermione, Blaise, and Luna, who somehow got Ron to dance with her.

It almost looked as though it had been organized. Though the idea was rather stupid, as Ron would never agree to it, and we hadn't known about Ginny and Pansy. The others however did not know that, did they?

No one else wanted to join us, and seemed perfectly happy sitting in the sidelines and watching us. I smiled, and kissed Draco after he spun me around. I smiled at him, and I saw that he looked as happy as I felt. I laid my head upon his chest again, and closed my eyes, drifting into a comfortable lull.

Eventually others started to join the dance. There were many different songs, and I lost track of how many we had dance to. All of them were slow dances, and I was relaxed for the first time in a long time.

Then Dumbledore stood up and announced that they were going to start playing some more 'popular' kids music. Draco and I listened to one then we quietly left without a word to anyone. I was going to tell someone, but Luna and Ron looked like they were in their own little world, and I couldn't find Blaise, Hermione, Pansy, or Ginny anywhere. Draco continued to pull me over to the door and once I realized what I was doing, I stopped resisting.

I didn't know where he was taking me, so I just followed him – when I remembered the small Room of Requirement. He was probably taking me there. I mean, that's where we normally met if we wanted to be alone – or in the library if we wanted to be with others.

I felt it get colder in the air as we neared the dungeons. The room wasn't exactly in the dungeons, but it was farther down the castle than the normal classes (not counting potions, obviously). As soon as we neared the hallway it was situated on the door appeared.

The hallway itself was pretty bare. As on most halls at each end there was a knight's armor, and across from the Room there was a tapestry of a fairy. She was meant to be a fairy princess, and she was crafty and beautiful. But her kingdom was overrun, so she was banished to the ogre kingdom. No one knows if this was made to be a child's tale, or real history, as no date was recorded.

But, like every other picture in Hogwarts, she was able to move and talk. She winked at us as we walked in the newly appeared door.

It was wooden, and looked old and dusty. It had thick metal bolts attaching it to the wall, and it was a dark brown color. The knob was golden, and it groaned as it swung open without either of us touching it.

Walking inside, I absently looked around.

There was a small fire place with a fire roaring inside of it. A few couches surrounded the fire, and there was a kitchen which consisted completely of only a wooden table and two wooden chairs.

To my right was a big bed, green and gold, and to the left was a door that was most likely a bathroom.

I was really tired, but I absent-mindedly kicked off my shoes and took off my cloak.

Two pairs of pajamas showed up on the bed. I took the green pile – obviously meant for me – while Draco took the silver pair.

Neither of us really cared about seeing the other with no trousers or shirt on, so we just got changed there. I was pulling my shirt over my head when a cold hand stopped me.

"I like it better without." And the shirt was slowly taken back off.

I looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow, and he smiled.

"Fine then, we're making this even though." And I pulled off his shirt. I stared at his chest taking it all in, not caring that I probably looked like an idiot. Looking up at Draco's angelic face again, I saw him staring at me.

I laughed, and he took a step closer to me. He took my chin in his hands and tilted my head. Then he kissed me very slowly, licking my bottom lip and asking for entrance that I permitted. My eyes closed as our tongues fought for dominance. He eventually won, but I think I put up a good fight.

His tongue explored my mouth, and decided to dance with mine for a while. He tasted nice – like vanilla, with a little spice, maybe cinnamon? I don't think I could ever get enough of that taste.

Is hands pushed me back onto the bed, and I complied, locking my hands behind his neck pulling him with me.

I opened my eyes, and saw his staring back at me, a storm raging in them. His hands began to roam over my back and chest and mine did likewise. He was so perfect, beautiful. His chest was strong and muscled and super pale, like the rest of his skin. He pulled his mouth away from mine, and I groaned at the loss. That quickly turned into a moan, as he latched onto my neck. He bit it quite hard – hard enough to leave a mark- then licked it. I moaned again.

Then he hissed in my ear, "Mine." proceeding to afterwards nibble on my ear. I was going to gasp, but still replied, "Yours."

His arms wrapped around my back, and I leaned into his chest.

"I love you." I whispered. My eyes closed, and they wouldn't open back up.

"And I you." He said back, whispering in my ear. Then he started humming quietly.

I decided to fall asleep at that point in time.

Draco POV:

I looked at his perfect face while he slept. It looked so sweet. He normally looked beautiful, but when he was asleep all the worry just seems to wash away from him. I liked that.

How I ever ended up with someone this perfect I'll never know. I looked around the small room. I knew it by heart – we came here often. No one else knew of it, and it often took this look to it for us.

I looked back at Harry. I knew that once those forest green eyes closed he would be out cold. We did a lot of dancing. It was wonderful; he was the best dancer I knew. When he was dancing with me anyways. The dance was wicked. I loved seeing the happiness in Harry's eyes, or how calm he seemed as we danced.

He looked amazing as always. Everyone agreed with me – except for him of course. I loved that. Harry couldn't be vain if he tried.

I brushed a stray strand of dark hair out of his face. He was mine, and I was his. And we would be like this – forever and always.

MY (Or the narrator's) POV:

The two most talked about boys of Hogwarts slept on in the peaceful night, exhausted but happy. A ginger and a blonde girl in another part of Hogwarts were also sleeping peacefully in Gryffindor tower – or the blonde was. The ginger was watching her sleep.

And in the real Room of Requirement, a bushy haired girl and tan-skinned boy were also sleeping without a care in the world. Indeed, many students and teachers were sleeping, with a partner or themselves. But there were three, who were not asleep. Oh no, not asleep but planning on doing something terrifying and horrible. Something they should not. So horrible it was unthinkable.

But they were going to. And as this was unknown to the Ice Prince and Savior, they could have never of guessed, that what they were doing involved them. More exactly; involved hurting them.

Yet this did not go unnoticed. Someone saw – and it promptly did something about it, for it loved the Savior, after he spared its life five years ago.

Two bodies were found in the morning.

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Who were the three?

What were they planning?

Did one get away?

What hurt them?

And why did it care about Harry so much?

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