Disclaimer: hmm… Harry Potter and all other characters do not belong to me.

A/N: alright chapter 14… I know this took a little long, but here it is! This is the aftermath of what happened in the previous chapter; I drank cups of cold water after I was done with that chapter. Lemons are hard for me :( anyways, ENJOY!

Warning: nothing much… just your basic lovey dovey-ness and understanding from friends. No lemons haha it's too soon xP

Thank you all for the reviews :D

P.S. I fried my brain in this chapter, so at some parts it might sound a bit strange :x I fixed what I could ;-;

Let's get things rolling!

Chapter 14: Overcoming Obstacles

Draco slowly opened his eyes and blurriness greeted him. Scowling, he blinked several times to get his eyes focused again after sleeping for so long. Events from hours ago came back to Draco. He smiled to himself as he recalled what he and Harry had done. Shifting slightly, Draco heard a small groan from beside him. Turning his head he saw a mop of messy soft brown hair. Harry had snuggled to his arm and had draped one arm across Draco's upper body. Draco took his hand and ran it through Harry's raven locks; Harry actually began purring like a kitten. Draco chuckled to himself.

"Wake up Harry… it's nighttime." Draco placed a soft kiss on top of the sleeping man's head.

"No… Don't wanna… so comfortable." Harry mumbled; he moved closer to the blond and his hold on Draco's body tightened.

"As much as I love having you sleeping in my bed," Draco ran his hand down the side of Harry's body and left it on Harry's hip. "People will get suspicious, especially your fellow Gryffindors."

Harry lifted his head away from Draco's warm chest. He looked up and pouted.

"Can't I stay with you tonight?" Harry asked, batting his eyelashes at Draco. Draco arched his eyebrow.

"Even though you look very adorable batting your eyelashes at me, I still think you should go back tonight Harry." The corners of Draco's mouth curved up.

Harry huffed. "Fine, I'll go back."

"That's my Harry." Draco slid his hands down and landed on Harry's bum; Draco gave Harry's arse a playful slap.

"HEY! No slapping my behind!" Harry laughed. He sat up and winced when he felt a light pain down there.

Draco noticed. "Are you alright Harry?" Draco also sat up and now had an arm put around Harry's slim waist.

"This is your fault Draco," Harry complained, laughter mixed within his words.

"What? What did I do?" Draco was confused; he was worried that Harry was upset with what they did a couple of hours ago. Harry poked Draco's stomach.

"You know very well what you've done. I'm not going to sit on my arse for days." Harry chided, but he had a smile grazed on his face.

Draco let out a breath then smirked at the man next him.

"I can kiss it all better if you want." Draco pulled Harry closer to him.

Harry swatted at Draco's thigh. "No you're not going to kiss my bum, but you can give me a goodbye kiss." Harry turned his head to the side and puckered his lips for Draco.

Draco let out a snicker. He pressed his lips on the tip of Harry's nose, his eyebrows, and his forehead; he kissed almost every spot of Harry's face but the lips.

Harry was annoyed at the blonde's actions.

"Are you going to kiss me or not?" Harry stuck out his bottom lips in a pout.

Draco brushed his fingers above Harry's pouting lips, and then leaned down to give him a deep kiss. Harry licked his lips to savor the taste of Draco.

"There. Now get dressed. People should be out in the Great Halls again."

Draco playfully pushed Harry's legs off the bed. Harry got up and walked over to the pile of clothes they had left on the floor, and picked up his own clothes. He found Draco's boxers lying near the foot of the bed and picked it up. Harry tossed it to Draco.

"Well I'm going to use your bathroom Draco; feel free to join me." Harry gave an exaggerated wink and walked towards the bathroom.

Draco looked at Harry's retreating back. He could see the muscles rippling as Harry walked. Quidditch did him good. Getting off the bed, Draco picked up his clothes off the floor and walked to his bathroom. He could hear the water running and some splashes every now and then. Draco turned the doorknob and opened the door; a puff of steam swarmed his face. He peeked inside and saw that Harry had submerged his whole body, except his head, under the steaming hot water. Draco walked in and kneeled next to the bathtub.

"Harry Potter… Are you trying to cook yourself?" Draco asked as he swirled his left hand in the hot water.

"No… it soothes my aching muscles." Harry slid down the tub just a little bit lower so that his chin was under as well. "Would you like to join me?"

Draco cupped some water into his hand and splashed it at Harry. Harry blinked his eyes several times before shaking his head and water droplets flew everywhere; Draco wiped his cheeks.

"As inviting as that sounds love I have to pass on your offer." Draco frowned. "I'll head down first and you can go when you're done with your bath. That way people won't be suspicious."

"You… You're not embarrassed of our relationship… are you?" Harry looked down at the soapy water. Draco put his hands out and caressed Harry's wet cheeks.

"No I'm not. But I'm not ready to let other people know yet. Is that alright with you?"

Harry looked up at his lover's grey eyes. He knew he couldn't say no to him.

"Of course… I wouldn't be ready to let others know either if I was in your shoes." Harry gave Draco a lopsided smile. "You should get dressed and go."

Draco pulled Harry's head closer and gave the bespectacled man a chaste kiss. Licking his lips, Draco pulled away before it gets any further, and knowing how things are between them right now, Draco knew it would most definitely get heated up.

"You should go…" Harry panted.

Draco stood up and walked to the door. "I'll see you later love." Draco turned and blew Harry a kiss before he walked out of the bathroom and left.

Harry smiled to himself. Moving his foot around underwater, Harry unplugged the stopper and watched the water swirled down the drain. Harry took the shower nozzle and turned on the water, rinsing himself of the soapy bubbles. After spraying and scrubbing himself thoroughly, Harry grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. He winced as he walked towards the sink.

'Damn Draco… I swear I can't sit on my arse for days…'

Wiping the condensation off from the mirror, Harry raked his fingers through his dripping wet hair; his hair flopped to the side. Muttering to himself, Harry grabbed another towel and dried his hair. There was no point to comb it down; nothing can tame the mess he called hair. Putting on his trousers and school robes Harry made his way to the Great Hall.

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Dinner had already commenced by the time Harry walked into the noisy Great Hall; the buzz of activity was apparent. Harry glanced over to the Slytherin table and saw that Draco had his back facing him. He also noticed that Pansy wasn't present at the table. Shrugging, Harry walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Hermione.

"Man I'm starved…"

Harry took his plate and began filling it up with mashed potatoes, chicken, and Shepard pie. Harry was eating the deliciously fried chicken when Hermione cleared her throat to get his attention. Harry turned his head and looked at her while chewing.

"'at ish it Ermione?" Harry said with a mouthful of chicken, bits flew out at Hermione's scowling face.

"Harry! Finish eating before you say something!" Hermione chided then gave her friend a look.

"Oh… sorry." Harry continued to chew then finally swallowed. "Did you want to ask me something?"

Hermione took her napkin and daintily wiped her mouth having just finished her own mashed potatoes; Ron, on the other hand, was still jabbing at his own pie. After their confrontation earlier this morning, Ron did not once look up at Harry.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows. 'If he's not willing to talk to me without screaming his head off… then I have nothing to say to him either.'

"… Harry?" He snapped his attention back to Hermione who was currently looking at him intensely.

"Sorry… was thinking about… something." Harry darted his eyes to Ron's bowed head.

Hermione folded her napkin and placed it next to her plate. "Anyways, I was asking you where you have been the whole afternoon before you zoned out on me."

As Hermione said that, Harry saw Ron's head jerked up a little but was still smashing his pie into mush, pie crust and lamb together.

"I… uh… went to meet up with somebody that's all." Harry answered lamely then stuffed a forkful of mashed potatoes into his mouth. That can buy him some time before Hermione asked him who he went to see. Harry can actually see Ron roll his eyes from the side.

Then the inevitable approached.

"Who did you see?" Hermione eyed Harry suspiciously. Harry placed down his fork and fidgeted with his napkin that was on his lap. He was about to say something other than 'Draco' when Ron spoke up.

"You don't have to lie to her mate…" Ron said softly. "I told her what happened in the morning. She just wants to hear the truth from you. Sorry…"

Harry snapped his mouth shut then looked straight at Ron. "Do you accept what is between me and Draco?" Harry asked.

"Yes… I guess. I still kind of hoped it's not Malfoy though…" Hermione smacked Ron on the shoulder. "But if you're happy with him then it doesn't matter to us." Ron added quickly, rubbing his shoulder at the same time.

Hermione took Harry's hands. "We don't care if you like males Harry. As long as you're happy then we're fine with it." She patted Harry's hands. "You didn't have to lie."

Harry looked down. "I'm sorry… I thought you guys wouldn't accept this cause I was afraid you would hate me for loving Draco…" He glanced at both Ron and Hermione. "Thanks guys."

Ron gave Harry a slight smile. "If Malfoy does something to you, come tell me and I'll beat him to a pulp!" Ron cracked his knuckles to add an effect.

Harry laughed merrily. "I rather want him in one piece Ron, but thanks."

Giving his friends a real smile, Harry turned back to his half finished pie. It was as if a ton of bricks were lifted off his shoulders. Harry was glad that Ron and Hermione accepted him; they are truly his best friends.

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(During the conversation between the Golden Trio…)

Draco turned his head back to look for Harry at the Gryffindor table. When he spotted him, Harry was in the midst of laughing and saying something to Weasley who was cracking his knuckles.

'Wonder what they're talking about…' Shrugging to himself, Draco turned back to his treacle tart. Just as he was about to fork a bite into his mouth, Goyle spoke.

"Draco… have you seen Pansy?" Goyle asked with a mouth full of bread. Draco made a face and moved away a bit.

"No I haven't seen her and I don't really care where she is." Draco took a bite from his tart and chewed heartily.

"You should know where she is… She's always with--" Goyle stated. Draco turned and gave Goyle and icy stare.

"She is not always with me! Don't make it sound like she's my girlfriend because she's not!" Draco said menacingly.

Goyle inched away from Draco's fury and turned back to his dinner. Draco threw down his fork and picked up his goblet of ice cold pumpkin juice. Taking three big gulps, Draco set the goblet down and was about to take his napkin to wipe his mouth when there was a 'poof' sounded in front of him. Stilling his hands, Draco watched in half horror and amazement when a letter materialized on top of his plate. The smoked cleared and Draco can now clearly see that the letter is obviously addressed to him and also who sent it.

"Fuck…" Draco cursed.

It was from his father, Lucius Malfoy.

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A/N: That's the end of chapter 14!! Yes I know letters don't appear that way lolz but oh wells :P so Draco is found out!! Or maybe it's about a different matter… you'll find out in the next chapter ;)

Draco: My father?!?!

Gio: Yes your father o-o

Harry: What is he going to do to my dear Draco?!

Gio: -shrugs- I'm not telling :D

Harry/Draco: GIO!!!