Chapter 4: The secret room
A/N: I am terrible sorry at the 1st 3 chapters. I've been in a rut and can't seem to come out of it… yet. So please bear with me. Oh, before I forget, I do not own any HP characters… well we all know who made them. Anyway, back to the story….
Harry's POV:
It was kind of odd having heard what Pansy had said about Draco and about how Draco reacted to the song. Funny how difficult it was for me to forget him, of wondering if there really was someone else. Someone better than me. God, I wish Selen would find me so that she'd show me who. Its annoying to say the least. I could have known anything I want, have any one and any object I desire but what I want and what I most need I can never have… pity. Sighing, I walked the halls of the Malfoy Manor. Who knew how humongous this place is. Shocking Pansy doesn't get lost.
I was tweaking my guitar in one of the alcoves of the Manor when I saw Draco walking. Obviously deep in thought, what with how a deep frown was forming on his forehead. I approached him silently. God he was still so damn beautiful. He was sitting all alone in an ivory room. He soooo fit in there I was jealous. As I sat beside him I noticed the surroundings. It was a piano room and boy was the piano big.
"Hello there." I greeted as I nudge him.
Blinking, he stared at me, the frown deepened. "Hello back."
"whatcha doing?" I asked. Damn, I was beginning to sound like Aya.
"Thinking. How'd you find me?" he asked.
"I was wondering the halls. Looks like I got lost." I lied as I studied his face.
"Did you… were you really a couple?" he suddenly asked.
"Me and Harry?" it really felt odd to ask that. "Yeah. But he left me."
"Then after, you and Damian?" he asked gripping the keys of the piano tight enough to leave him bruising.
"OH." Was all I manage to say as I realized he meant me and Damian. Was he jealous?
"well? I thought you loved Harry?" he asked and I realized he slipped. I smirked. And he also realized he slipped.
"Harry?"
"Shut up."
"don't worry, he told me. You had a… fling?" I tested. This was the opportunity I needed.
"He told you that?" his eyes narrowed. Dear merlin, if he ever found out I was lying, he'd skin me alive for this. Oh well….
"Yes." I lied but the look on his face told me he bought it. "I had asked him once why he he showered me with love. I was his friend first before his lover."
"Did you love him Draco?" It was a stretch but if I got my answer, I'd back up and move on.
He looked stunned at my question and that just made it harder to anticipate. I waited with baited breath, waiting for his answer but none came. Instead we heard a hissing sound and out of the window was Selen. Looking intently at me before she slithered towards Draco.
He picked her up and petted her.
"I need to go. Excuse me." And with that, he left me with Selen in his arms looking warily and threateningly at me.
Sighing, I shook my head at my stupid attempt to know and understand him and that's when I saw it. A memory in a vial. But not just any memory. It was my or rather our memory. I took it and went straight to my room.
In my room, I took out my pensive (Hermione's latest Christmas present for me) and poured the memory into the pensive.
It took me back, back to that night two years ago… (Draco's POV:)
"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry shouted at me as he threw a vase at me. I glared at him as I ducked the offending object.
"What do you want me to say?" I asked as he glared at me.
"I don't you to say anything you are only forced to say…" he said as he answered. Breathing heavily as sat down in one of my chairs.
"Potter… please… just tell me…" I asked, a look of resignation as I too sat beside him.
"I just need… no, I just want…" he trailed off as I kissed him effectively silencing him.
I climbed up him. Straddling him as I slowly took off his clothes. Growling, I began ravishing his jaw, his neck, his collarbone. I heard him moan and twist effectively pushing himself up to me.
"Dra-----cooooo." He moaned as he arched his body off the bed. I smile inwardly as I felt him stir and rise.
"What do you want me to do?" I whispered, licking his ear and sucking at his neck.
"Hmmmmmm… I-I…" he began as he pushed my head towards his neck more. "fuck… fuck… merlin!" he screamed as I bit his nipple. Hard enough that he wound his legs around me.
"Fuck merlin?" I teased arching my brow.
He growled again looking deathly at me. "you damn know what I mean…" before I could react, he grab my head and crashed our lips together. I kissed me so damn well that I forgot I was the boss. Damn that bloody tongue of his… it was my turn to growl as he flipped us. Before I was able to take control, he took my hands and bound them on the headboard.
"You won't fuck me?" he asked teasing me as he licked his way downwards until he came face to face with my dick. He took it all in, sucking, licking, biting… God it was so damn delicious.
"Fuckkkkk…. Harry!" I screamed as he sucked my perineum.
"Accio lube." I heard him mutter as he covered himself and my opening with the gooey substance.
"Bloody hell!! Merlin's beard!!!" I screamed as he pushed a finger inside of me. It felt so damn good… I had missed this though I will never be caught dead admitting it to him.
My body began to spasm, I was close… damn it to hell and back. It only took one finger for him to make go… I arched my back as he began to insert another finger, then another before he began plunging in and out of me in a slow rhythm… it felt so good. To be stretched like that. To have him touch me there…
"Please…" I never begged, never… but for him, I would do anything he wanted me to do.
He was above me, looking oddly at me, as if contemplating on fucking me or eating me or something… he began to lick his lips before he kissed me, stomach to lips in that agonizingly slow pace he has. So gentle… as if we weren't fucking… as if we were making lo---
"OHHHHHHHHHHH merlin!!" he chose that moment to plunge into me. All nine inch of solid muscle, tearing me and sewing me back together, his pace was slow and measured as if he wants me to feel him, all of him. As if he wants to leave a mark on me. I felt him more than saw him smile that smile of his… that smile he had for only them… never for me… then his control broke as I scrape his back with my nails.
"Move…. Damn, faster…"I demanded from him… and he complied. He thrust back, deeper, faster, and harder. He had to grip the headboard as he began banging ma across the bed. I locked my legs around his waist as I responded with my own thrusts… but somewhere along the thrashing and banging, he bended, he had his lips around my cock.
Swirling his tongue around it. Licking, sucking and biting it. When I felt that I was going to come, he stilled. He sucked it so tight that his mouth shaped the contours of my dick from base-up. Even with all the sucking he was doing, his pace didn't let up, he kept fucking me until he could literally felt me about to cum. I grab handfuls of his hair and pulled him up. I heard him growl before I sealed my lips to his.
I was close, I could feel it and I knew he was too, the way his erratic movements seem to falter and the way he gripped my hips as he thrust deeper and deeper. I bit his tongue as I suckled on it, kept his head still as I fuck his mouth with my tongue. One of his hands found my dick again and gripped it hard. He was wanking me in time for his thrusts and I loved it. I loved it so hard that as he his that one spot, I came. I gripped him into me all hands, legs and my opening gripped him. I was trying to squeeze him for all he was worth. By the time we came down from that high, he snuggled close to me. Licking his dripping fingers and sucking my nipples.
"hey Draco…" he began
"don't tell me you want an encore?" I teased him as he looked up at me.
He frowned before he said, "I'm being serious here…"
"okay…okay. What is it?" I amended as I kissed his forehead. I won't mind waking up like this.
"I love you." I stilled my hand running around his back. My body froze and I went numb.
He looked up at me and his eyes filled with expectations. Expectations I couldn't meet.
"I said—"
"I know what you said and I don't feel the same way." It's a lie I can even taste it.
"what?" I could hear the hurt in his voice. I stood up and refused to face him.
"this is just a fling. Just a simple fuck." I told him. Lie…lie…lie…
"well Malfoy… Fuck you." That voice. He said it in the same voice that I've heard so long ago. Full of hate and disgust. I hate that voice…
And the memory faded. I looked at the pensive. Deep in thought.
'I'll figure this out Draco. I'll find the bloke who stole you and if I must. I'll kill him.' I thought as I stare at the swirling water.
Just then, Aya came in.
"there you are! What are you doing here?" Aya asked, concern etched on her face.
"I'm fine. I was just thinking…" I trailed off wanting to relaxed her expression.
"oh… ok-ay…" she said and hugged me. "he'll come around…" and left.
(Parseltongue)
You are a coward Harry. I heard Selen say as she slithered towards my bed.
Why am I a coward?
You toyed with his emotionsssssss…
I did no such thing. I only wanted to know…
Ssssssssilence. I am wondering now if I sssssshould ssssshow you the room or no—
Please show it to me. I apologized. I just wanted…
I know what you wanted. But patience isssssss a virtue…
I'm sorry. Will you show it to me?
Asssss you wisssssh.
With that she slithered outside the room and I followed her. I followed her until she stopped at a room I guessed to be Draco's.
Here… Open it…
This is it?
Yessssssssssssssss. I'll ssssssee you at dinner… and with that she left me alone.
As I opened the door, what stood there shocked me. Suddenly, my eyes brimming with the knowledge I gained as I viewed this secret room… this should really be fun.
Normal POV:
It was almost a day away from the concert which was being held at Hogwarts and everyone was busy with the last minute preparations. In the course of the 3 days they've been together, Draco discovered that Maegan was also their designer and right now, she was scurrying all over the place finalizing each and every costume for each of the members of the band. It also shocked him to find out that they were only doing 2-4 songs since they had to return to the States to start on their world tour. So it shocked Draco even more when the 2 of the band's 'heavy weight' members were MIA.
"Where's your drummer and vocalist?" he inquired Damian coldly. "The DRUMMER is having PMS so she's resting and our vocalist said he'd be practicing alone 'coz he's writing our finale song." He answered sweetly. Quirking his brow, he attempted to leave but Damian's hand shot out and grabbed his arm. "Why are you so mad at me? Have I done anything to upset you?" he asked innocently while his glare was cold.
"Nothing. I just don't like you." He replied indifferently.
"Really?"
"yes."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
Why not?"
"I just don't. I don't mingle with people like you."
"Really?"
"yes."
"I don't think so… I think you hate me because I remind you of yourself and the fact that I ended up with Scar. Something you didn't get with Harry."
"Excuse me?" his eyes widened at Damian had said. "you are nothing like me."
"I beg to differ." He whispered against his ear before running of.
"We both like HARRY." Even more pissed, Draco stalked towards his garden.
"What the bloody hell was that about???" he asked himself. He began pacing the pathway that the garden provided when he notice something- Pansy and Hermione approaching him.
"What do you want?" he barked. He was in no mood to be civil to both of them.
"To talk to you. To asked you what has gotten into you to act so childishly with my bandmembers." Hermione answered in her no- nonsense voice.
"What's wrong with you? You looked like you were ready to kill Damain for touching you." Pansy added trying to get near him.
"Nothings wrong. I DON'T like him" he answered, looking pointedly at Hermione.
"Why? Because he is the more civil version of you Draco?" his eyes widened and he looked like he was going to hex her any minute.
"Don't. Don't you dare compare me to-to-to that Muggle."
"Well maybe he should have been a muggle. But he's not. He is a spoilt rich kid who changed his ways. He became someone who could be loved… someone Harry who have loved… someone who---" she was stopped when Pansy slapped her across the face. She looked at Pansy and continued, "—isn't you. I thought you'd changed but you're still the same. Spoiled, rich, childish Malfoy I met years ago. I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to face the truth when it doesn't matter now." And with that, she stalked back into the room.
It was the day of the concert, and everyone was becoming a bit more tensed by the minute. The preparations were checked and re-checked so that everything was perfect. The students were being filed into the Great Hall along with the teachers and Headmaster Longbottom. As he stood on the podium and cast a 'Sonorus'
"Attention! Students! Listen up! Today, as you all know, we are celebrating the anniversary of our victory over the fall of the Dark Lord and also the demise of our fearless hero, HARRY POTTER. Let us honor him, remember him and exalt him in this special day. May I call on Prof. Weasley for an epilogue of this fine day." As he motioned for Hermione to come up.
As she approached the podium, she let the parchment fall—all 5 feet long. There were groans and sighs and murmurs but were soon silenced by a look from her.
"Thank you Headmaster. As all of you, I am a dear friend of Harry Potter and his demise brought so much anguish not only to me but to all of us. We lost not just a hero, not just a comrade, not just a student. Those people who knew him not just lost a Gryffindor, not just a friend but a brother. A person worth dying for. So now, I shall enumerate the finer points of the war…" groans erupted once again, mumblings and such but Hermione paid them no attention as she went on, "but why would I talk about it when neither Ron nor Harry would ever listen to any ramblings I might say. They'd rather preferred listening to an international, world renowned band… "Venom!!!!" and with that, the band instantly popped in and an eruption of cheers were heard.
"OMG!!!!!"
"Venom!!!! No fucking way!!!!"
"Scar!!!" "Damian!!" "Maegan! Aya!!!!!"
"WE LOVE YOU!!!"
The professors all shared amused looks as the lights went out. There was hushed silence. Everyone was waiting with baited breath as they watched intently for the first song.