Who Knew

“Okay, we are not leaving, until you two talk,” Harry demanded.

He was sitting on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, with Hermione sitting on his left and Ron on his right. It was finally the morning of their Hogsmeade trip, and Ron still hadn’t spoken to Hermione since she told him about Blaise. Harry knew his best mate would regret it if he left without talking to her, so he decided to finally step in and help. And by doing that, he hoped when he had his own talk with Ron, it would work to his advantage.

“I have nothing to say to her, Harry,” Ron responded.

“Come on, mate,” Harry sighed. “We’re leaving in a few hours. You guys won’t see each other for months. Do you honestly want to leave it like this?”

Ron lowered his gaze to the floor. He knew he should at least say something to her, but he really couldn’t think of anything. He shook his head, as he stared over at his friend. “No, I don’t, Harry, but,” he paused, as he glanced over at Hermione, “I honestly don’t know what to say.”

Harry nodded, as he turned to Hermione. “Hermione?”

She sighed, looking over at Ron. “Just say what’s in your heart,” she explained.

“I’m hurt,” he blurted out.

“Because I’m dating a Slytherin?”

“Yes that, and…” he stopped, as he lowered his eyes to the floor again.

“And?” Harry pushed.

Ron frowned, looking over at Harry. “And I hate knowing that a Slytherin stole her away from me. I hate knowing that a Slytherin could affect her heart more than I could.”

“What are you saying, Ron? That you’re jealous?” Hermione asked.

Ron shifted his eyes away from Harry, as he stared over at his ex-girlfriend. “I don’t know, Hermione,” he replied. “It’s not like I want you back or anything. I love Luna.”

“Then what is it?” she asked.

He shrugged, “I just wish I knew what I did wrong.”

“Ron, you did nothing wrong,” she assured him. “These things happen. Sometimes we think we really love a person, but then the sparks die down and we realize it wasn’t what we truly thought at the time. You know because you felt it, too.”

He nodded. “And then I keep remembering that he’s friends with Malfoy,” he mumbled.

Harry sighed to himself, as he looked over at Hermione. Hermione frowned, placing her hand on Harry’s shoulder, while looking at Ron. “Ron, don’t you think that maybe it’s about time you get over your hatred for Malfoy?”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Ron laughed, jabbing Harry in the side. “See what I mean? He’s got her brainwashed. Zabini brainwashed her. After everything that stupid git has done to us over the years, she wants us to forget it.”

“I’m not brainwashed, Ron,” Hermione sighed. “I know what he did to us in the past was horrible, but it’s different now. He’s different. There are so many things you don’t even know. Perhaps if you’d open up your eyes more, you’d understand it better.”

“Open my eyes to understand what?” Ron questioned.

Hermione glanced over at Harry. Harry suddenly became nervous, scared that she was going to blab about him and Draco. She saw his anxiety and shook her head, letting him know she wouldn’t. She looked over at Ron, who was now frowning.

“Why do you two keep looking at each other like that?” he asked.

Harry closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair. The sunlight outside made the ring on his finger shimmer, making Ron suddenly aware of the piece of jewelry.

“Where’d you get that?” he asked, grabbing Harry’s hand and staring at the ring in puzzlement.

Harry frantically looked over at Ron, biting his bottom lip, not sure how to answer him. This was definitely not the time he wanted to discuss his relationship with Draco. He pulled his hand away, causing Ron to furrow his eyebrows. “It was a gift,” he stated.

“From whom?”

“Just someone I’ve been seeing,” he shrugged.

Ron continued to look perplexed, as he looked over at Hermione. She shrugged, letting him know that she didn’t know either, although that wasn’t really true, considering Harry had told her all about it when it happened.

“I didn’t even know you were seeing someone,” Ron commented, shaking his head in disbelief. “I mean Ginny told me over the summer you two broke up because the attraction just wasn’t there anymore for either of you, but I still thought you two were going to get back together again. I guess I was wrong. And it must be serious, if you’re wearing a ring. Do I know her?”

Harry placed his hand on Ron’s shoulder and sighed. “I’ll tell you all about it when you and I leave, okay?”

Ron smiled and nodded. He couldn’t wait to hear all the juicy information about his best friend’s new girlfriend, grateful it was someone other than his sister now, never wanting to hear anything about them before. He was so shocked to have not known about this earlier.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, when Hermione’s words rang through his mind. He now understood what she meant about him opening up his eyes more. Here, his best friend was in a secret relationship, yet he had not the slightest idea something was different. “I’m such a horrible friend,” he suddenly announced.

Harry and Hermione looked over at him in bemusement. Ron sighed, as he stood up from the couch and stood in front of Hermione. He leaned down and hugged her tightly. “You’re right, Hermione,” he said. “I haven’t been paying attention to anything going on lately. So perhaps you’re also right about Zabini. I mean I still don’t like it all that much, and I don’t trust him, but I do trust you. And if you’re happy with him, then I’m happy for you.”

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, feeling her eyes begin to water. “Oh Ron, thank you,” she cried.

Harry smiled at his two best friends, happy they had finally made up. He looked down at his watch and frowned. He didn’t think that was going to take so long and really wanted to meet Draco before they left. It was too late now, knowing he still had to pack for his long journey. Now he had to wait until they could meet somewhere in Hogsmeade.

He stood up from the couch, when his friends released each other. He patted Ron’s back, letting him know he was glad they made up, and smiled at Hermione, who returned his smile. He again looked over at Ron and sighed. “We really should get packing.”

Ron nodded, before turning toward Hermione again. “Are you going back to your room?” he asked her.

She shook her head and smiled, “Of course not. This is our last day with each other for a while. I’m not going anywhere.”

The three wrapped their arms around each other, as they headed toward the boys’ bedroom. The Golden Trio were back, even if only for a couple more hours.

*****
The trio walked down the streets of Hogsmeade, bundled in their jackets, as the coolness of autumn had finally made its appearance. They had just left Honeydukes, feeling full from the vast amount of candy they consumed.

They were happy to be together, but started feeling a bit lonely, when they began thinking about their loved ones. None of them brought it up, a bit fearful that someone would be hurt by the desertion.

Suddenly, Ron looked down at his watch and frowned, as he turned to his two best friends. He couldn’t take it anymore, knowing he would be leaving very shortly, and needing to be with Luna. “Listen, I only have an hour left before I have to leave. Would you guys be terribly upset if I spent that time with Luna?”

“Of course not,” the other two quickly said in unison, glad someone finally said it.

Ron smiled, before giving Hermione a big hug. “I’ll miss you, Hermione,” he softly spoke.

She nodded, while wrapping her arms around him to return the hug. “I’ll miss you, too, Ron. I love you. You stay safe out there,” she said.

“I will,” he affirmed, “but it’s good to know you’ll be here, if we get in a jam and need help. We’ll keep you informed.”

Once they finished saying their goodbyes, and Harry gave him the time and place of where to meet, Ron ran toward the Three Broomsticks, where he was to meet Luna.

Hermione sighed, as she turned toward Harry. “Guess this is it, huh?”

Harry nodded, before hugging her tightly. “I’ll miss you, Hermione.”

She felt her eyes water and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. “Stay safe, Harry. I’ll do what I can for you on this side. And remember, if you guys get into any trouble out there, send me a message, so I can alert the Order.”

“Of course we will,” he answered.

Hermione kissed him on his cheek and released her grasp. She suddenly heard a noise from behind, and turned around, seeing her boyfriend walking toward them. She smiled as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her softly on her neck. She moaned, enjoying the loving touch.

Blaise smiled, as he continued to kiss her, while looking up at Harry. “He’s waiting for you behind the Shrieking Shack,” he told him.

“Thanks,” Harry smiled, as he hurried down the road toward the Shrieking Shack.

When he neared the back, he frowned when he saw Draco sitting on a log, with his head lowered, rubbing his eyes. He knew immediately that he had been crying.

Draco suddenly looked up, sensing someone there. He took a deep breath, as he wiped away his remaining tears and took in the beauty before him. He couldn’t believe it would be the last time he saw him for a few months. His lower lip began to quiver, as he was suddenly reminded how lost he was going to be without him. He remained seated on the log, as Harry walked closer to him.

“Please don’t do that,” Harry begged, hating to see him in pain. “Let’s forget about me leaving and just enjoy being together for right now.”

Draco nodded, knowing he was right, even though he couldn’t just ignore the thought of him leaving. He stood up, once Harry was standing in front of him, and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer to him. He groaned, when he felt the sweet warmth of Harry’s lips upon his.

After a few more minutes, the two broke away, leaning their foreheads together, as they stared into each other’s eyes with great desire. “Where can we get away from here?” Harry anxiously asked, feeling his insides crave his lover’s touch.

“I do know of one place,” he whispered, moving away from him and looking up at the large hill behind them. “I found it a few hours ago while waiting for you.”

“Is it far?” Harry questioned.

“It’s a bit of a distance,” he answered, “but not too bad.”

Harry licked his lips and smiled, “Then lead the way.”

Draco smiled, as he grabbed Harry once more, pulling him into a deep kiss. Once they broke free, Draco started walking up the hill, with Harry following after, carefully making sure no one was watching them.

*****
Harry and Draco entered the small cavern, taking a look around. There was nothing really special about the place, except for the privacy they both needed. Knowing nobody would find them there, they hurriedly wrapped their arms around each other, and began to passionately kiss one another.

Draco felt weak in the knees, as Harry’s tongue moved all through his mouth. He gripped Harry’s shoulders tighter, not wanting to fall. “I want you inside me, Harry,” he suddenly whispered.

Harry stopped kissing him and backed away in shock. He had tried offering a few times before, but Draco was always so persistent about being on top, always needing to stay in control. He figured he heard him wrong, until he saw Draco lay on the ground, pulling him on top of him.

Harry kissed him fiercely, as he let his hands roam the Slytherin’s body, until he reached the boy’s pants. He continued kissing Draco, as he unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled them off. He ran his hands over his chest, before slipping them underneath his shirt to have more skin contact. Seconds later, Draco’s shirt was off, leaving him completely naked on the cold ground.

Draco’s body suddenly began to tremble, causing Harry to stop. He could sense Draco was cold and knew what needed to be done. He hurriedly took off his own clothes and leaned on top of Draco’s chest, wanting to warm him.

Draco let out a low moan, when he felt his body warm up from Harry’s touch. “You’re really leaving, aren’t you?” he quietly asked.

Harry lightly kissed his lips, before lowering his kisses to his neck. “It’s not forever, love,” he assured him, while grinding their erections together. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

Draco nodded, moaning again in pleasure, as Harry lowered his kisses down to his chest, still moving against his hard cock. “Oh, do it now, Harry,” he demanded, opening his legs a little more.

Harry stopped kissing him, as he looked around the cavern. “We don’t have a blanket,” he suddenly realized.

“Scared to get a bit dirty?” Draco teased.

“No, I’m scared you'll be badly cut up, after I’m through with you,” he smirked.

Draco sighed, slightly irritated at the sudden halt in their pleasurable time together. He looked over at their clothes on the floor and suddenly had an idea. “Why not just transfigure our clothes into a blanket?” he offered.

Harry smiled, as he leaned down, kissing him lightly on the lips. “Always the brilliant one,” he said, before pointing his wand at their clothes and transfiguring them into a big blanket, sliding it underneath them.

Before dropping his wand, he cast the lubrication spell over them and then placed it on the ground, smiling down at his lover. “I love you, Draco.”

“Show me, Harry,” Draco whispered, gently caressing his cheek.

Harry lightly trailed his hand along the boy’s leg, while he continued to gaze into his eyes. Draco never removed his hand from his cheek, softly moving it against his smooth skin.

“I love you, Draco,” Harry repeated once more.

“I love you, Harry.”

Harry grabbed the boy’s hand with his free hand and slowly moved it away from his face, placing his fingers inside his mouth and softly sucking on them.

Draco moaned, never realizing how sensual that action could be. He then gasped, when he felt Harry touch his cock. “Oh yes,” he moaned again.

Harry released the boy’s fingers from his mouth and smiled, leaning down and capturing his lips with his own. He grabbed his cock a little firmer in his hand, recognizing the pressure it desired. “So hard, love,” he whispered behind their kiss.

“Hard for you,” Draco gasped, before tilting his head back and exposing his neck to his lover.

Harry lowered his mouth to his neck, sucking on that familiar piece of flesh that always awakened Draco’s arousal. He smiled when he felt Draco’s cock twitch in his hand from the action.

“Harry,” Draco groaned, arching his back.

“Do you want me, love?” Harry whispered, moving his hand toward Draco’s entrance and slowly slipping a finger inside.

“Yes,” Draco hissed, when he felt the breach. “I want you, love.”

Harry gently pushed another digit in, making sure not to pain him in any way. “Feel good?” he smiled, noticing the blissful look on Draco’s face.

“So good,” he answered, tilting his head back further and closing his eyes.

Remembering what Draco always did with his fingers, and knowing how much it affected him every time he did it, he curved his fingers up and began stroking that wondrous spot.

Draco’s eyes opened wide and he gasped, while Harry pressed into the spot a little faster. His body started to shiver, never having experienced anything like that before. They had done a lot of things together, but he never allowed Harry to do that to him. And for the life of him, he had no idea why.

Harry leaned over, capturing Draco’s lips in a heated kiss. He slipped in a third finger, swallowing the breath of air that came out of Draco’s mouth. He then backed away from the boy’s swollen lips, still thrusting his fingers inside while he moved his other hand through his blonde hair. “How are you doing, love?” he questioned, staring lovingly into his eyes.

Draco nervously gulped. “I’m ready,” he said.

Harry nodded, already aware that he was ready to take him. He was just waiting for Draco’s signal to continue. He leaned over again, giving him a soft kiss on his lips, while he released his fingers from the warm cavity. “Are you sure?” he quietly asked, backing away from his lips.

Draco silently nodded, taking in a few calming deep breaths. He didn’t know why he was so afraid; he trusted Harry completely.

“You can still change your mind, Draco,” Harry continued, noticing the worry in his eyes. “It’s okay if you don’t want me to do this.”

He quickly shook his head when the words hit him. “No, I want you to,” he stated, pressing his lips firmly on Harry’s mouth. “I want you to,” he repeated against his lips.

As they kissed, Harry slowly moved his cock toward Draco’s entrance, wanting to make sure he gave him enough time to back out. Once his cock pressed against his opening, he slowed their kisses and locked eyes with him, giving him one last chance. Seeing no drawback, he took in a deep breath and slowly moved inside.

As soon as Harry entered, Draco tightly closed his eyes and hissed in pain. Harry stilled his movements and backed away from his mouth, waiting for Draco to get used to his cock inside him.

Draco shifted his position a little and then opened his eyes, smiling at Harry. Harry returned the smile, knowing he was feeling a little more comfortable. He slowly began moving again, attentively watching him for any signs of pain.

“Oh yes,” Draco whispered.

“Good?” Harry asked, picking up his speed just a tad.

“Yes,” Draco moaned, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. “Oh fuck, Harry,” he then gasped, when he felt him start hitting that same spot he had touched with his fingers. “Fuck,” he said again, pounding his hand on the ground.

“Want you,” Harry panted, moving even faster now.

“Yes.”

“Need you.”

“Yes.”

“Love you.”

“Fuck, don’t stop,” Draco yelled.

“This feels so…fuck Draco…you feel so…shit,” Harry gasped, thrusting a bit harder. “I can’t believe…how amazing…this feels.”

Draco nodded and opened his eyes, needing to see Harry’s face while he continued to push inside him. “I know,” he agreed.

“Fuck,” Harry grunted.

“Harry.”

“Oh Draco…fuck…I gotta…I gotta…” Harry stammered, not able to finish his sentence.

Draco silently nodded in understanding, not wanting to say anything as the pleasure coursed up his body. He was so close himself and wanted to try to prolong it as much as he could. He figured if he were to open his mouth and speak, it would all be over.

Harry bit on his bottom lip and looked down at Draco’s swollen cock, recognizing how much it needed to be touched. He grabbed it in his hand, hearing Draco gasp from the contact. He stroked it hard and licked his lips, aware of Draco’s release edging its way closer.

“Harry,” Draco whimpered, shaking his head and closing his eyes, when he realized he couldn’t fight it anymore.

“Do it, love,” Harry said, clenching his teeth when he felt his own release moving forward.

That was all Draco needed, as he cried out his orgasm a few seconds later, coating Harry’s hand with his juices. Harry gave a few more thrusts, before he too was screaming his release and coming inside Draco.

They lay beside each other on the blanket, trying to catch their breaths, as they smiled up at the ceiling. Draco couldn’t believe how satisfying it actually was to be on the bottom and was so glad to finally give Harry the opportunity to do it. Even Harry couldn’t believe how great it was to be on top.

“Wow,” Draco breathed out, turning to look at Harry.

“I know,” Harry nodded, looking at Draco.

“That was just…bloody amazing,” Draco smiled.

“Thanks,” Harry smirked, “you weren’t so bad yourself.”

Draco chuckled, as he playfully jabbed Harry’s shoulder. He then sat up, looking around the cavern walls. “This cave is great,” he recognized.

Harry sat up himself and began nibbling on his lover’s ear. “It’s only great because you’re here,” he whispered.

Draco blushed, as he turned his head toward Harry and kissed him. After a few more minutes, the two backed away, staring adoringly into each other’s eyes, with their foreheads pressed together and their arms wrapped around one another’s necks.

“Just knowing that you’re here waiting for me will give me all the courage I need to complete this mission quickly and return to you,” Harry smiled.

“Just promise me one other thing,” Draco sighed.

“Of course, love.”

“Don’t be that stupid Gryffindor I know you to be.”

Harry smirked, as he released his arms from Draco’s neck and backed away. “Okay, help me out a little,” he said, not sure what Draco meant by that comment.

“I’ve always known you to jump headfirst into a situation, without looking at all the risks involved,” Draco explained. “Sure it’s great to be brave, but having too much courage can actually hurt you when you aren’t careful. So, just be cautious.”

Harry nodded, understanding what he meant. “Okay Draco,” he agreed. “I promise that I will stay alert and be more cautious.”

Draco smiled, as he stood up and walked toward a corner of the wall. He searched the ground, looking for the perfect rock to use. When he saw it, he picked it up and began carving it into the wall.

“What are you doing?” Harry inquired.

“Letting it be known, here and now,” he replied, while carving the initials HP/DM on the wall. Once he finished the inscription, he returned to his lover, kneeling down and wrapping his arms tightly around him. “Our love is forever,” he softly whispered. “Etched in stone, where it can never be taken away.”

Harry shifted his eyes toward the wall, before returning them to Draco. He smiled, as he shook his head, “Never.” He pressed his lips against his, pushing his naked body closer to him. “Forever and ever, love,” he murmured, as their tongues danced together as one.

“Forever and ever,” Draco repeated.

*****
A/N: Once again, thanks for reading and reviewing. Glad you're still enjoying my story. :)

Lucas: Thanks! Yes, typical Ron. But at least he apologized before he left. Will he remember this when it's Harry's turn though? Let's hope so. Glad you liked my reference to their past. :) Thank you again.

Black Padfoot: Aww, I love the happy sighs! :) So glad you liked their interaction. Ugh, I know. Ron and his temper. But yay for him apologizing. Thank you again for your constant reviews.

SP777: haha Yeah, he's definitely had a few things going on in his life since then. It's understandable for him to forget, especially if he was subconciously trying to block that event from his head. LOL That would be a nice little image of Ron, that's for sure. One revealed their secret, and now just one more to go. At least Ron finally came around with Hermione. It'll be interesting to see how he reacts with Harry's news. Thanks, as always, for your review! :)

thrnbrooke: Here you go!! Hope it wasn't too much of a wait for you. :) I'll probably be posting the next chapter in a few days. :)

yaoiObsessed: Aw, YAY! Thank you so much. I'm so glad you're loving my story. :) Yes, it's great that they all have someone to love. Yeah, Ron's reaction was definitely not pleasant. I hope this chapter made you feel a little bit better about him. Of course, we still don't know what he'll do once Harry tells him his secret. Hmm... I guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out the answers to your questions. :) I hope you liked this chapter, especially now knowing how the initials got there! More coming soon. Thank you again.