So Far Away

So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.

Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.




Chapter 15 - Dealing With Discoveries

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Over the next several days, Draco tried not to think about what had happened, or ra, al, almost happened between Harry and himself. But the harder he pushed the incident from his thoughts, the more it reasserted itself, front and center.

At first he had tried to convince himself that what had happened was a result of seeing Allen and Chad together, but he knew that wasn’t right. He had even tried to claim temporary insanity, but that wasn’t right either. So when the truth finally hit him, it momentarily stunned him. That he could be attracted to Harry Potter, of all people, seemed too far-fetched, too crazy to believe. But yet, as he thought of Harry\'s body beneath his, of the confused dark green gaze and inky black hair, of Harry\'s fingers traveling towards his lips, that was the only conclusion that was believable. He was attracted to Harry, and now he didn’t know what to do. Normally he would act on his newfound realization, but this time, that was not an option. So eft eft things alone and went about his business, although Harry\'s physical presence invaded his senses at every possible turn, whether he wanted it to or not.

On the other side of the suite, Harry had been going through the same thing, except that he had come to the realization that he was indeed attracted to Draco almost immediately. But would he act on it? The answer was pure and simple. No. They had been enemies for far too long to just push that aside and start something else, not that that was even a possibility. Harry enjoyed the friendship they had cultivated since coming to Hamilton, and he enjoyed watching the real Draco come to life. But there would be nothing else between them. He would accept the fact that he was attracted to his friend, and that would be that.

* * * * *\"Has\"Has Draco said anything to you yet?\" Chad asked Allen a few days later as they walked the winding dpathpath beside the lake. The air was crisp as an autumn wind blew through the trees displacing a few strands of his blonde hair.

Allen shook his own dark head. \"Unfortunately Draco doesn’t seem to understand how to talk about things. I’ve asked a couple of times, but all I get is an icy stare, which makes me wonder if it was Draco or oy toy that I was dealing with.\"

\"From what we’ve heard, I’d probably venture a guess that it was Malfoy. I think that Draco would have ssomesomething by now,\" Chad offered.

\"Unless Draco doesn’t know how to talk about things either. You know, I’m glad that something finally happened, but what I don’t get is why nothing has changed,\" Allen said as he slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket. \"They still study together and sit together during meals, but have you noticed that they’re not teasing each other like they used to? I mean, it’s still there, but it’s just, different.\"

Chad lifted a shoulder. now.now. It\'s strange. Then again, everything between those two has always been strange... probably always will be.\"

Allen laughed. \"You’ve got that right. So maybe what they’re doing isn’t something that ‘normal’ people do when they finally realize that they’re attracted to someone.\"

\"That’s the problem, Allen. They’re not doing anything,\" Chad reminded him.

\"Now that’s the pot calling the kettle black,\" Allen said, nudging his friend as they walked the path. \"You do realize that it took us atle tle while to get our shit together.\"

\"I know,\" Chad said with a sheepish grin, his blue eyes sparkling in the evening sun. He slid his arm through Allen’s. \"And I’m awfully glad that we finally came to our senses. I just hope that they will get a clue sometime in the near future.\"

Allen laid his head on Chad’s shoulder. \"You and me both,\" he admitted.

They continued their walk in silence for a few minutes, enjoying their solitude and the crunch of fallen leaves beneath their sneakers, until Chad stopped. \"Oh shit, I just thought about something. What if one of them starts seeing someone? How would the other one take it? Because Merlin knows that if you had done that, I would have killed the son of a bitch,\" Chad said with a grin.

\"We’ll take it one day at time, Chad. We’ll be there for them if they need us, whether it’s good or bad. They’re our friends and that’s the least we can do for them. It’s only fair that we return the favor, don’t you think?\" Allen asked as he leaned forward and brushed a chaste kiss against Chad’s wind blown lips. \"And I don’t think you would have killed anyone. Maybe hexed their ass into next week, or next month maybe, but you’re not the killing kind.\"

Chad lifted his hand to Allen’s face, his thumb caressing the cool cheek. \"I don’t know, Allen. Someone tries to mess with my baby and I just might,\" he said with a grin.

Allen turned his head slightly and pressed a kiss into Chad’s palm. \"Remind me to never get on your bad side then.\"

\"You can be on any side you like,\" Chad said as they continued their walk. \"Especially if it’s the front, side or back,\" he said with a grin.

\"Why Mr. Sharpe, are you propositioning me?\" Allen asked in mock Southern drawl.

\"Could be,\" Chad answered with a smile.

* * * * *

Draco watched the sea of bodies moving to the trance mix that poured from the speakers of the club. He loved to watch people dance, or more specifically, a dark-haired young man who was currently on the dance floor off to his left. His body was moving like liquid to the music. Draco’s eyes roamed over the body, licking the ripples of the man\'s abdomen with his eyes and tracing the contours he she sculpted chest put on display by the last few flimsy buttons. His arms were nicely muscled, but not overly so, as were his thighs. As he turned, Draco caught a glimpse of a firm bum encased in black leather pants. He liked what he saw, which caught Draco by surprise; he hadn’t realized that he was even looking for someone.

He turned back to the table to get his drink and found Harry watching him. It wasn’t the first time and he knew it wouldn’t be the last. Merlin knows that he had also been watching Harry during this past week. But for a split second, something felt wrong, as if by him looking at this other guy was somehow betraying Harry. He knew that it was crazy because there was no way that he and Harry could be anything other than friends. So where did the strange feeling come from? Deciding that he wasn’t going to worry about anything tonight, he pushed it aside and went back to his people watching.

A few songs later, Mr. Leather Pants motioned for Draco to join him on the dance floor.

\"I’ll be back,\" he told his companions and bounded down the stairs, into the throng of dancers. He was immediately swept into a strong pair of arms.

\"I’ve been watching you,\" Leather Pants said as Draco slid his right arm around his waist while he ran his arm arm up the firm chest to rest at his new friend’s neck.

\"Like what you see?\" Draco asked as he moved his body closer to his partner\'s.

\"So far. My name is Craig,\" the newcomer said as he settled his hand at the small of Draco’s back.

\"Nice to meet you. I’m Draco,\" he said into Craig\'s neck, tasting the mixture of sweat, salt and cologne that lingered there.

\"Dragon. It fits you,\" Craig said as they moved their bodies with the music.

\"I’ll bet that’s not the only thing that fits,\" Draco said as he slowly rubbed his growing arousal against Craig’s.

Craig smiled. Yes, this one would work nicely. The raven haired man was more than ready to acquaint himself with this blonde who had caught his eye.

He lowered his head so that his lips brushed the shell of Draco’s ear. \"I love your accent. Where are you from?\"

\"The British Isles,\" Draco answered as he felt Craig’s breath caress his neck.

\"Hogwarts, right?\" Craig asked.

Draco nodded. \"Yes. How did you know?\"

\"I graduated from Hamilton last year so I’m familiar with the schools,\" he said as he rolled his hips against Draco’s.

As theyced,ced, Craig told him about life after Hamilton, although Draco heard not a word of it. He watched those perfect lips form the words that he was speaking, all the while wondering how they would look wrapped around his cock. Exquisite, he was sure. And he wanted, no - needed - to find out, and soon.

The song changed and Draco turned in Craig’s arms, now dancing with his back to Craig’s chest, Craig’s erection nestled between Draco’s tight globes. Craig’s hands were roaming over Draco’s body, slipping inside his shirt, caressing his overly sensitive nipples. When the hand slid slowly downward, Draco pressed himself into Craig’s hand.

\"Fuck,\" Craig whispered against Draco’s neck, massaging the trouser-covered bulge with his hand.

\"It’s possible,\" Draco said as he turned his face to kiss Craig’s neck.

\"No,\" Craig breathed. \"I want to taste you.\"

\"Be my guest,\" Draco offered.

\"Then come with me,\" Craig said as he took Draco by the hand and led him through the crowd to the back where the restrooms were.

* * * * *

Harry had tried his hardest not to watch Draco and the guy he was with, but for some reason he could not take his eyes off of them. He had seen Draco dance many times, but never like this. Even when they had danced with the witches that first weekend here, it was nothing like this.

\"Harry,\" Chad called, trying to divert his attention to anything else but Draco.

Harry’s gaze moved to his roommate. \"Hmm?\"

\"You ok?\" he asked.

He nodded. \"Yes. Why wouldn’t I be?\" he asked.

\"How about going to shoot some pool?\" Allen offered. \"We can play with three people.\"

\"Look guys, I know whou’rou’re doing. And I appreciate it, really. But nothing has changed. He’s free to do whatever he wants with whomever he chooses, just like he has always been. So what if we’re attracted to each other. Nothing can come of it. And for the record, I’m attracted to other people, but I don’t go around shagging them.\"

\"So you admit that you wouldn’t mind shagging Draco,\" Allen said with a grin.

\"I didn’t say that,\" Harry countered.

\"But you didn’t deny it either,\" Chad added.

Harry looked at his friends with a sad smile. \"Ok, so this is a bit more complicated than what I imagined. But the fact remains; it’s my problem to deal with. We are not in a relation so so we are free to do as we please. Look, let’s just drop this for right now. I don’t feel like getting into it. And before you ask, yes, I promise that if I need to talk, I’ll let you know,\" Harry said as his eyes wandered to the dance floor again, searching for a head of blonde hair. He saw the hands roaming over Draco’s pale skin and decided that he’d tortured himself long enough. \"Let\'s go,\" he said, hoping to take his mind off of Draco and … No, don’t think about him at all. He’s your friend and nothing more.

* * * * *

Draco found his back pressed against the cold brick of the wall inside the last bathroom stall, with Craig in front of him on his knees. It was just as he imagined. Draco was in the process of unbuttoning his shirt as Craig was unlacing his leather pants, his cock immediately springing free of its confines.

\"Mmmm,\" Craig said as he slowly stroked the younger man, causing Draco to gasp.

\"Fuck that feels good,\" Draco admitted as he watched Craig’s hand caressing his flesh.

Craig leaned forward anowlyowly licked the pre-cum from the leaking shaft, causing a groan to escape from Draco’s swollen lips.

\"Stop teasing and suck me,\" Draco ordered.

\"My pleasure,\" Craig answered as he swallowed Draco’s entire length, his nose nuzzling the soft pale dusting of hair covering his groin. He quickly pulled the young man’s pants down to pool at his feet, andco, co, in turn, spread his feet as far apart as they could reach.

\"Bloody fuck,\" Draco breathed as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall. Craig was good, he’d give him that. His tongue was applying pressure at the right times and in all of the right places. His free hand reached up to cup Draco’s balls, gently caressing them.

Draco reached down and threaded one hand into Craig’s dark mess of hair, caressing his scalp as Craig continued to suck him. Craig was better than good. He was bloody fantastic. He had moved his free hand around to Draco’s ass and was now squeezing his left cheek, encouraging Draco to fuck his mouth. Not one to pass up a golden opportunity, Draco took him up on the offer. He slid his other hand into the raven locks and held his partners head,dingding his cock between Craig’s lips. Draco had to see if it was as good as what he had imagined, so he pulled his head away from the wall and opened his eyes, looking down. It was beautiful. His slick member sliding between those perfect lips was even more than he imagined. Craig looked up and winked at Draco.

Emerald green eyes, just like …

Draco’s rhythm faltered as realization hit him.

\"Oh Merlin, no,\" he panted. \"This can’t be happening,\" he quietly said as he staggered back against the wall, closing his eyes, which was the wrong thing to do as images of Harry flashed behind his closed lids, so he quickly reopened them.

\"You okay Draco?\" Craig asked, still kneeling before the young man.

\"Yes. No,\" he said, not really sure what the hell just happened. He ran his hands through his hair in an act of frustration. \"Give me a second,\" he said as he tried to calm his breathing.

Craig had no idea about what just happened and wasn’t sure what he should do, so he stayed right where he was. \"Draco, man, are you sure you’re okay?\" he asked again.

Draco finally pulled himself together and nodded. \"Yeah, I’m sorry about that mate. It’s just that sometimes I get a little bit off, ya know? Like, too hyped or something,\" he said, the lie tumbling smoothly from his lips. He took a few calming breaths. \"But I’m okay now,\" he said with a nod.

\"Do you want to continue this, or maybe try for another time?\" Craig asked, giving Draco a way out.

\"No. Now is fine,\" Draco said as he looked down at himself. \"I … I need it,\" he said, hoping that Craig wouldn’t leave him like this, hard and aching.

Craig nodded. \"Tell you what; yo who whatever it is you need to do to keep from freaking out again. Stare at the ceiling for all I care, sing at the top of your lungs if you must, but this,\" Craig said as he licked a wet stripe from the base of Draco’s cock up to the tip, \"is mine until you give up the goods,\" he said with a smirk.

Draco nodded. \"Deal,\" he said as he leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling. He moaned as his cock was engulfed in wet heat, Craig’s tongue working its magic. It didn’t take long to get him back to where he had been before he lost it, but now he knew. He knew what it was that happened between Harry and himself, knew what he wanted. He slowly closed his eyes and an image of another filled his senses, someone else with hair the color of night and eyes of green.

\"Oh fuck, yeah … like that,\" he mumbled as Craig took him to the edge. In his mind\'s, wh, when he looked down, the dark hair parted to reveal a lightening shaped scar.

A few minutes later, Draco felt the rush and gave into the feeling. \"Harrrryyyyyyy,\" he breathed as his orgasm slammed into him full force and threatened to send him into oblivion. Craig swallowed everything Draco had to give, not wanting to waste even the smallest drop. Draco rode the high until he was nothing but a spent bundle of nerves.

Craig licked his lips. \"I knew you’d taste good. Catch you later,\" Craig said as he left Draco in the stall to dress.

He had managed to get his pants pulled back up before he slid down the wall to land in a heap on the cold floor. He had done this to get Harry out of his head, not further entrenched in it. He rested his head on his knees for a moment and tried to compose himself. After taking a few minutes to just breathe, he finally stood and laced his pants, and then buttoned his shirt. He walked to the sink,asheashed cold water on his face and ran a hand through his sweat soaked locks, pushing them away from his face. He stared at his reflection in the mirror for a few moments and meeting his own gray eyes, said, \"What are you doing, Draco? What in the bloody hell are you doing?\"

* * * * *

Draco searched the club for his friends and panicked when he didn’t see them. They wouldn’t just up and leave him there with no explanation, would they? Maybe they had been upset about what he had done, but wait, it wasn’t any of their business what or who he did. Think Draco, think! Where would they have gone? His eyes roamed the club again and landed on the door that led to the billiards room. Bingo.

\"Allen, will you just hurry up and take your shot? Some of us would like to play sometime tonight,\" Chad said from where he was perched on his bar stool.

Allen turned his chocolate eyes to his friend. \"I think that can be arranged,\" he said with a wink. He turned back to the table and took his shot, sinking two balls in the process.

Draco was standing in the doorway watching his roommates having a good time and he briefly wondered if the atmosphere would change when he announced his presence. He was going to have to face them sooner or later, and he might as well do it now. He took a deep breath and walked in.

\"Oh please, Allen. You call that a shot?\" he called as he entered the room and joined them at their table. Two pairs of eyes turned to him, and the third set, the ones that he wanted to see, were currently studying the balls on the table.

Allen positioned himself so that he was between Draco and Harry, who was still deciding on his shot. \"Enjoy your dance?\" he asked quietly.

Draco’s eyes widened. \"You saw,\" he said.

Allen nodded. \"And I’m not the only one, in case you were wondering.\"

Silver orbs looked over his friend’s shoulder to land on Harry for a moment, and then slid back to Allen. \"I figured as much,\" he said with a sigh. \"Look, can we not talk about this right now?\"

\"If not now, then when, Draco?\" Allen asked. \"You need to talk about this whether you know it or not.\"

Draco’s gaze landed on Harry again. \"Tomorrow,\" he offered. \"We’ll talk about it tomorrow.\"

Allen nodded. \"I’m going to hold you to that. Now, how about you joining us for a few games before we head back to the dorm?\"

Draco accepted the invitation and spent the next hour trying to keep up the pretense that everything was bet between Harry and himself, while deep inside he was falling to pieces.

TBC