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I believe you
Secret Beginnings:
Chapter 13: I believe you (yeah, sorry got the chapters mixed up!)
Summary: Harry and Draco talk after he becomes the fourth competitor in the TWT
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Slash...and if you don't want to read it then you should have pressed the back button a long time ago...
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing even though my mind tries to convince me other wise...
'Harry' /Draco/'both'/
November 1, 1994 1:12 A.M.
'The bloody prat! He's supposed to be one of my best friends and here he goes and accuses me of lying about something like this! The stupid jealous git!' Harry growled as he headed to the Room of Requirement; he was supposed to meet up Draco after the picking of the competitors so they could make fun of the wannabes that were desperate for public attention.
'Ugh...now everybody including Ron probably thinks I'm one of them...'
Harry had just gotten chosen as the fourth competitor in the Tri-Wizard Tournament, much to everyone's surprise; including himself. He had no idea how that happened, he didn't plan on being in the tournament—hell, he was actually kinda glad that there was an age limit; so that he nor his friends could enter into one of the most dangerous tournaments known to Wizarding kind...but, no, someone had to be an idiot and put his name in the Goblet of Fire.
And that's what Harry didn't get: Why would someone put his name in there in the first place? For what purpose? And who? It's not like he knew any upper classmen personally to ask them to put his name in there if he wanted them to. But that's the thing, Harry didn't want to be in there, he had been actually looking forward staying out of the limelight for awhile.
'I just hope Draco believes me...'
Opening the door, Harry walked into their common room and saw Draco reading a book about magical tattoos on the couch in front of the fireplace. Hearing the door close behind Harry, Draco looked up and closed the book while looking at the Gryffindor; almost expectantly.
“I can explain!” Harry blurted out surprising not only Draco, but himself as well.
'Where the hell did that come from!'
Eyebrow risen, Draco smirked, “Really?” And wha—“
Only to be interrupted by Harry, “I mean no, I don't have anything to explain because I didn't do anything! No matter what the school believes; I didn't put my name in that bloody freakin' goblet. And I can't believe that everybody, including you!; doesn't believe me. And if you do believe that shite, than you're just like that stupid budiùlo!”
Smirking, “Are you quite finished?” Draco asked and after receiving a brief nod from the brunette, he continued, “ Who is exactly is the asshole? And why are we mad at them?”
'What, had he not been listening? And why isn't he yelling?'
Bemused, Harry ran his hands through his already messy hair, “Ron, and because un bastardo thinks that I put my name in that bleeding Goblet of Fire!” Harry practically screamed.
“Oh...well, he'll get over it. He always does.” Draco commented lazily before grabbing the book, reopened it and began reading to the confusion of his boyfriend.
'Oh? That's it? Oh, he'll get over it? No yelling? No accusations? What the hell?'
Growling, Harry got up and stood in front of Draco, who completely ignored his presence. Waiting impatiently for a few moments, Harry finally got fed up and snatched the book away from the nonchalant blond and practically seethed when Draco just rose an eyebrow in question.
Staring back at Harry for a few seconds, Draco cocked his head to the side and spoke, “May I help you, love?”
“That's it? No yelling? No, Harry why didn't you tell me you put you're name in there? No, How'd you do it, Potter? Why aren't you angry at me?”
Draco sighed in disbelief, “Harry, it almost sounds like you want me to be angry at you.”
“Well...maybe I do!”
“What! Why on earth would you want me to be angry at you?”
“Because I'm angry dammit!”
“Let me get this straight...you want me...to be angry at you...because you're angry?”
“Um...No?...I mean yes, yes I do, dammit!”
“Ooookay...” standing up, Draco pushed Harry onto the couch where he had been sitting. Now standing in front of the awaited Gryffindor, Draco put his hand on his hip, cleared his throat and, “HAROLD JAMES POTTER! WHY HAVEN'T YOU STARTED THE POTIONS PROJECT THAT PAPA ASSIGNED AT THE BEGINNING OF THE SCHOOL YEAR? IT'S DUE ON TUESDAY, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!”
Clearing his throat, Harry smiled weakly, “You know, that's not exactly what I expected.”
“Harry, bambino, never expect something from anybody or anything because most likely you'll get the unexpected.”
“...You're not angry then?”
Biting his lip in thought, Draco straddled the brunette, “Harry, I'm only going to ask you this once and I want you to answer truthfully, okay.?”
“Okay.”
“Did you or did you not put you're name in the goblet by any means possible?”
“No, I did not.”
“Then, I believe you.” Draco stated looking straight into startled green eyes.
Dumbfounded, “How can you believe me just like that? Not even Ron believed me—and he's supposed to be my best friend.” Harry asked.
Shaking his head, Draco began playing with the small hairs on the back of his boyfriend's neck, “Harry, how long have we known each other?”
“Four years.”
“And out of these four years—even when you only knew me as Malfoy—have I ever lied to you?”
Scrunching his eyebrows in thought, Harry went over memory after memory of the blond and came to sudden realization. Draco had never lied to him—sure he sometimes over exaggerated the truth, and yeah he kept some secrets (just like he did) –but the Slytherin never flat out lied to him.
Seeing the answer written clearly across Harry's face, Draco continued, “And out of these same four years; have you ever lied to me?”
Harry's mouth dropped open in shock; he hadn't. Not even when they were Malfoy and Potter to one another.
“So, what makes you think that I wouldn't believe you over everyone else? Harry, you're my boyfriend; if I couldn't trust you...who else could I trust? Sure, we have the rest of our 'family' but when it comes down to when I could possibly get hurt; they try to hide the truth from me. Just like everybody else does to you.”
Smirking, Draco grabbed the boy's face, “Face it, Potter...when it comes down to it; we're the only ones that will tell the truth to one another and we're also the only ones that will smack one another when our egos become to large for our heads. Which reminds me...when you kick everybody's arse in the tournament; don't think I won't hesitate to hurt you if your head becomes to big for you're body.”
Laughing, Harry kissed Draco happily, “I knew I was going out with you for a reason.” He whispered.
In mock shock, Draco pulled back slightly, “What? You mean it's not because how incredibly hot I am?”
SMACK
“Owwww, Harrrrry!”
“Hey, you basically gave me permission to do it, remember?” Harry laughed.
“Ha ha ha,” Draco scowled before he got up and looked around the room, before he found the book that Harry had thrown and climbed back into Harry's lap.
“What is so interesting? You've been reading this book for the past week.” Harry asked trying to look over the book, only to have Draco pull it closer to his face, “Wait, Harry I'm almost finished...”
Fter a few moments, “Okay, here...” Draco smirked and handed the book to Harry. Getting off Harry's lap, Draco slipped to the floor with his hands on the taller boy's knees.
Harry looked down at his boyfriend, who motioned to the book and told him to turn to page 43, he shook his head before opening the book and almost dropped the book in shock at what his eyes read.
How to Give Your Man the Ultimate Blowjob...
'Oh, sweet heavenly Gods...'
“Um, I thought you were reading about magic tattoos?” Harry blushed when he looked back down to see that Draco's hands had rested on his thighs.
“I was until I found an interesting book laying on your bed last week...” Draco smirked as he drew lazy circles on Harry's thighs, making said boy groan unconsciously.
“Harry, I have one more thing to say to you...and this time, I want to know if you believe me...okay?”
“Okay...”
“I have been reading that particular chapter for the entire week...and tonight, I'm not only going to give you first of many blowjobs to come; but also one of the best.”
Licking his lips as he looked into wide lust filled green eyes, “The question is...do you believe me?” Draco asked huskily as he ran his right hand up to the teen's zipper and rested it there as he awaited Harry's answer.
Harry could only nod breathlessly as Draco began unzipping his jeans and then could only gasp and moan as Draco pulled his pants along with his boxers off, completely exposing his half-hard member to his boyfriend.
'I will never lie to Draco and I will always always believe him...' Was Harry's last coherent thought before Draco opened his mouth and let his tongue sweep the head of Harry's cock...
So...um...yeah...
Next chapter: Sirius Cave
Chapter 14: Harry takes Draco to meet Sirius
Chapter 13: I believe you (yeah, sorry got the chapters mixed up!)
Summary: Harry and Draco talk after he becomes the fourth competitor in the TWT
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Slash...and if you don't want to read it then you should have pressed the back button a long time ago...
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing even though my mind tries to convince me other wise...
'Harry' /Draco/'both'/
November 1, 1994 1:12 A.M.
'The bloody prat! He's supposed to be one of my best friends and here he goes and accuses me of lying about something like this! The stupid jealous git!' Harry growled as he headed to the Room of Requirement; he was supposed to meet up Draco after the picking of the competitors so they could make fun of the wannabes that were desperate for public attention.
'Ugh...now everybody including Ron probably thinks I'm one of them...'
Harry had just gotten chosen as the fourth competitor in the Tri-Wizard Tournament, much to everyone's surprise; including himself. He had no idea how that happened, he didn't plan on being in the tournament—hell, he was actually kinda glad that there was an age limit; so that he nor his friends could enter into one of the most dangerous tournaments known to Wizarding kind...but, no, someone had to be an idiot and put his name in the Goblet of Fire.
And that's what Harry didn't get: Why would someone put his name in there in the first place? For what purpose? And who? It's not like he knew any upper classmen personally to ask them to put his name in there if he wanted them to. But that's the thing, Harry didn't want to be in there, he had been actually looking forward staying out of the limelight for awhile.
'I just hope Draco believes me...'
Opening the door, Harry walked into their common room and saw Draco reading a book about magical tattoos on the couch in front of the fireplace. Hearing the door close behind Harry, Draco looked up and closed the book while looking at the Gryffindor; almost expectantly.
“I can explain!” Harry blurted out surprising not only Draco, but himself as well.
'Where the hell did that come from!'
Eyebrow risen, Draco smirked, “Really?” And wha—“
Only to be interrupted by Harry, “I mean no, I don't have anything to explain because I didn't do anything! No matter what the school believes; I didn't put my name in that bloody freakin' goblet. And I can't believe that everybody, including you!; doesn't believe me. And if you do believe that shite, than you're just like that stupid budiùlo!”
Smirking, “Are you quite finished?” Draco asked and after receiving a brief nod from the brunette, he continued, “ Who is exactly is the asshole? And why are we mad at them?”
'What, had he not been listening? And why isn't he yelling?'
Bemused, Harry ran his hands through his already messy hair, “Ron, and because un bastardo thinks that I put my name in that bleeding Goblet of Fire!” Harry practically screamed.
“Oh...well, he'll get over it. He always does.” Draco commented lazily before grabbing the book, reopened it and began reading to the confusion of his boyfriend.
'Oh? That's it? Oh, he'll get over it? No yelling? No accusations? What the hell?'
Growling, Harry got up and stood in front of Draco, who completely ignored his presence. Waiting impatiently for a few moments, Harry finally got fed up and snatched the book away from the nonchalant blond and practically seethed when Draco just rose an eyebrow in question.
Staring back at Harry for a few seconds, Draco cocked his head to the side and spoke, “May I help you, love?”
“That's it? No yelling? No, Harry why didn't you tell me you put you're name in there? No, How'd you do it, Potter? Why aren't you angry at me?”
Draco sighed in disbelief, “Harry, it almost sounds like you want me to be angry at you.”
“Well...maybe I do!”
“What! Why on earth would you want me to be angry at you?”
“Because I'm angry dammit!”
“Let me get this straight...you want me...to be angry at you...because you're angry?”
“Um...No?...I mean yes, yes I do, dammit!”
“Ooookay...” standing up, Draco pushed Harry onto the couch where he had been sitting. Now standing in front of the awaited Gryffindor, Draco put his hand on his hip, cleared his throat and, “HAROLD JAMES POTTER! WHY HAVEN'T YOU STARTED THE POTIONS PROJECT THAT PAPA ASSIGNED AT THE BEGINNING OF THE SCHOOL YEAR? IT'S DUE ON TUESDAY, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!”
Clearing his throat, Harry smiled weakly, “You know, that's not exactly what I expected.”
“Harry, bambino, never expect something from anybody or anything because most likely you'll get the unexpected.”
“...You're not angry then?”
Biting his lip in thought, Draco straddled the brunette, “Harry, I'm only going to ask you this once and I want you to answer truthfully, okay.?”
“Okay.”
“Did you or did you not put you're name in the goblet by any means possible?”
“No, I did not.”
“Then, I believe you.” Draco stated looking straight into startled green eyes.
Dumbfounded, “How can you believe me just like that? Not even Ron believed me—and he's supposed to be my best friend.” Harry asked.
Shaking his head, Draco began playing with the small hairs on the back of his boyfriend's neck, “Harry, how long have we known each other?”
“Four years.”
“And out of these four years—even when you only knew me as Malfoy—have I ever lied to you?”
Scrunching his eyebrows in thought, Harry went over memory after memory of the blond and came to sudden realization. Draco had never lied to him—sure he sometimes over exaggerated the truth, and yeah he kept some secrets (just like he did) –but the Slytherin never flat out lied to him.
Seeing the answer written clearly across Harry's face, Draco continued, “And out of these same four years; have you ever lied to me?”
Harry's mouth dropped open in shock; he hadn't. Not even when they were Malfoy and Potter to one another.
“So, what makes you think that I wouldn't believe you over everyone else? Harry, you're my boyfriend; if I couldn't trust you...who else could I trust? Sure, we have the rest of our 'family' but when it comes down to when I could possibly get hurt; they try to hide the truth from me. Just like everybody else does to you.”
Smirking, Draco grabbed the boy's face, “Face it, Potter...when it comes down to it; we're the only ones that will tell the truth to one another and we're also the only ones that will smack one another when our egos become to large for our heads. Which reminds me...when you kick everybody's arse in the tournament; don't think I won't hesitate to hurt you if your head becomes to big for you're body.”
Laughing, Harry kissed Draco happily, “I knew I was going out with you for a reason.” He whispered.
In mock shock, Draco pulled back slightly, “What? You mean it's not because how incredibly hot I am?”
SMACK
“Owwww, Harrrrry!”
“Hey, you basically gave me permission to do it, remember?” Harry laughed.
“Ha ha ha,” Draco scowled before he got up and looked around the room, before he found the book that Harry had thrown and climbed back into Harry's lap.
“What is so interesting? You've been reading this book for the past week.” Harry asked trying to look over the book, only to have Draco pull it closer to his face, “Wait, Harry I'm almost finished...”
Fter a few moments, “Okay, here...” Draco smirked and handed the book to Harry. Getting off Harry's lap, Draco slipped to the floor with his hands on the taller boy's knees.
Harry looked down at his boyfriend, who motioned to the book and told him to turn to page 43, he shook his head before opening the book and almost dropped the book in shock at what his eyes read.
How to Give Your Man the Ultimate Blowjob...
'Oh, sweet heavenly Gods...'
“Um, I thought you were reading about magic tattoos?” Harry blushed when he looked back down to see that Draco's hands had rested on his thighs.
“I was until I found an interesting book laying on your bed last week...” Draco smirked as he drew lazy circles on Harry's thighs, making said boy groan unconsciously.
“Harry, I have one more thing to say to you...and this time, I want to know if you believe me...okay?”
“Okay...”
“I have been reading that particular chapter for the entire week...and tonight, I'm not only going to give you first of many blowjobs to come; but also one of the best.”
Licking his lips as he looked into wide lust filled green eyes, “The question is...do you believe me?” Draco asked huskily as he ran his right hand up to the teen's zipper and rested it there as he awaited Harry's answer.
Harry could only nod breathlessly as Draco began unzipping his jeans and then could only gasp and moan as Draco pulled his pants along with his boxers off, completely exposing his half-hard member to his boyfriend.
'I will never lie to Draco and I will always always believe him...' Was Harry's last coherent thought before Draco opened his mouth and let his tongue sweep the head of Harry's cock...
So...um...yeah...
Next chapter: Sirius Cave
Chapter 14: Harry takes Draco to meet Sirius