Both Sides of a Secret

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter, but I do own this original character.

Title: Both Sides of a Secret
Pairing: Draco/OC
Rating: R-NC17
Warnings: NO spoilers for Deathly Hallows. Contains: An intersex character (Aine), SLASH, masturbation, possible sexual intercourse, crossdressing, language. All warnings may not apply to this chapter, but they can and will be present in future chapters.
Setting: 7th year of Hogwarts School of Magic. Voldermort is gone, no one is dead. Hurray.
Summary: A precious moment between long time friends. Masturbation in this chapter! Warning given.
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"How was your summer?" Draco asked, settling into the Slytherin compartment and sitting next to her. At the moment, it was just the two of them in the car, and Aine wasn't sure how long this situation would last.

"Amazing! Daddy took me to Japan, and then Ireland..." Her voice got soft at the mention of the Green Isle. The blonde knew why her voice grew quiet. They have been friends since they were younger, although few knew this fact. Today was the first day she met his mother, she couldn't figure why it had taken so long to meet the woman. He knew about her mother's death, and how much Aine cared about her mom, despite her short existence in her life. He wanted to lighten the subject a bit, but did not want to seem rude.

"Ah, I like Japan, I've been there a few times." Draco said, resting his book bag on the floor, "but I've never been to Ireland."

Aine smiled a bit sadly. "It's a beautiful place to visit. The air is great for flying." She stowed her tiny trunks on the floor next to her feet.

Draco nodded again, yawning softly from lack of sleep. "What did you do there, in Japan?"

"Well. I did mostly shopping, of course. and sightseeing. I managed to find some really rare herbs there too. Many of them are good for healing...and aphrodisiacs..." a tinge came across her face, shifting in her seat uncomfortably.

Draco laughed softly. "Why you would need something like that is beyond me..." He stifled another yawn, which did not go unnoticed by the green eyed girl.

Aine blinked and nudged him softly, before placing a hand on the pure-blood's shoulder in worry. "Hey, if you're tired, you should rest...we can always talk later."

"Sorry about that. I haven't getting much sleep since the war ended...not including my father trying to repair his reputation after the near. Although he seems to be doing a smashing job..." He rolled his eyes and settled more into his seat.

"You're not going to sleep well sitting like that." Aine gave him a reprimanding look, hearing him sigh in exasperation.

"And what do you figure I should do, Miss Snape?" He couldn't help the smirk on his face at the remark.

"Git. Lay your head on my legs and stretch out. You'll be more comfortable." Draco rolled his eyes and did as told, feeling much more comfortable than his previous position. "See? Isn't that better?"

"Shut it..." Silver eyes closed in weariness, soon after he felt gentle fingers weave themselves into his white-blonde strands, relaxing him all the more. A soft smile crept its way to his face as his slumber came quick.

Aine sighed to herself, dexterous fingers helping to soothe her long time friend. She knew that even if his affections were not returned, she would want their friendship to remain. She pulled out a book from her trunk, titled Lost Methods of Transfiguration, and read it silently, not noticing a pair of eyes watching the duo in malice from the compartment window.

The train ride passed in peace, none of Draco's lackeys came looking for him, thankfully. She reluctantly woke up the other with a gentle shake of his shoulder. He blinked his eyes childishly and gave her a sleepy smile, making her blush slightly at the adorable sight. 'Imagine waking up to that...' Aine looked away with a slight flush before they both gathered their things and went off to change their robes.

The travel to the school by Thestrals was uneventful, although she ended up sharing a carriage with Pansy Parkinson as well. She didn't like the girl, for an unknown reason, but she was always taught to trust her instincts.

"I heard there's going to be Apparation classes this year for those of age." Pansy looked to them for a response.

"I'm not really fussed about it. I don't even plan to take them." Aine said idly while looking out the window at the darkening sky. She wasn't paying attention to the gaping look on Pansy's face.

"Why wouldn't you want to learn how to Apparate?" Pansy thought Aine was nuts to pass up something like this. Emerald eyes simply looked at the Slytherin girl in boredom.

"Why would I want to learn something I already know?" Aine smirked at the apparent shock from Pansy at the news. She reached for a book again, this time titled Transfiguration for Experts,

Pansy glared softly at the black haired girl, and felt her blood boil when she saw the satisfied look on Draco's face. 'She's worse than that Granger girl...'

"Since when did you learn how to Apparate?" Draco managed to get Aine's attention, which a task such as this during her book reading was quite impressive. She looked up and gave a proud smile to him.

"Since Daddy taught me on our trip this summer." She looked to Pansy and felt satisfied at the girl's obvious jealousy.

They soon parted ways and she made her way to her private room, using engorgio on her trunks and opened them. She settled her things as quickly as she could, not wanting to be late for the feast yet again. However, her trunk thought otherwise. Her end of her robes were caught under the heavy object and she tried tugging at the fabric, but ended up tearing it and was forced to use reparo to mend the tear.

"Bloody hell..." She rushed out the room, letting the door close on its own before scurrying down the hallways and stairs. 'I'm going to get detention, AGAIN.'

Draco walked into the main hall, searching around silently for Aine. He found seats at their table, inwardly groaning at the instant attachment of Pansy. 'She's late...again...'

She entered the hall, noticing that it had just begun, seeing some of her fellow Slytherins settle into their newly conjured seat. Emerald eyes caught hold of onyx ones and quickly looked away, seeing nothing but anger in those eyes. Relief settled in her as there was only a seat across from Draco left, seeing as Pansy tried to stick herself as close as possible to the male. Quickly making her way over, she let out a sigh and started to fill her plate.

Draco noticed the arrival of his friend and rose an eyebrow. "Your father won't be happy. This is the seventh time you've been late. What happened? Did you fall asleep again?" Silver eyes twinkled teasingly, while taking a bite out of his buttered roll

"Unlike some people, I get plenty of rest, thank you." She returned the teasing before continuing. "I had a run in with my trunk, and I'm aware of that. I'll deal later..." She gave a nonchalant glare to Pansy, who looked too pleased with this news.

"I get plenty of rest!" Draco glared softly at her, not noticing the gravy pouring over his peas instead of his mashed potatoes. Aine rolled her eyes, pointing at his lack of attention.

"Don't make me perform a Legilimens on you." She watched Draco roll his eyes before continuing to eat. Aine ate hungrily, mildly surprised at how hungry she was, and looked around the room, spotting the famed Harry Potter chatting away with his friends. Most knew that she and Potter were good friends, often talking to him, despite their house rivalry.

It was known only between herself, Draco, and Harry that the Slytherin and Gryffindor used to date. They agreed to break up on friendly terms, and were seen talking to each other once in a while. The war seemed to have changed the mindsets of many, realizing that rivalry is just a show of incompetence amongst the ignorant.

Harry caught her sights and gave a soft wave before returning it, seeing Draco do the same. Pansy still thinks that Aine 'poisoned' their minds after Potter and Malfoy became friends. As soon as the dessert appeared, Dumbledore stood and gave everyone a welcoming greeting and commenced a small speech from himself and several other professors, excluding her father, who seemed rather bored with watching the brats feed their faces ungratefully. He grimaced, seeing Ron unceremoniously, let alone uncouthly, stuffing his mouth with as much food as possible.

"Looking forward to classes tomorrow?" Draco's attention was caught back at Aine's question. after finishing his pumpkin juice. He gave her a soft nod.

"I have potions first, what about you?" He asked, hander her his schedule. She took it out, along with her own and grinned.

"We have all but one class together: Divination." She looked to him, her grin never leaving. "I guess you'll have to put up with me."

Draco scoffed. "The only thing I'm looking forward to. I hate Divination." He took back the returned schedule, folding it in half. "I'd rather take Muggle Studies than that bloody, stupid course."

"It isn't that bad. At least you don't have that cooky woman. I can help you study if you want." She didn't pay attention to the grimace on Pansy face.

"I'm a whiz at Divination, Draco. I'm sure I can help you ace that class!" Pansy gave Aine a dirty look, which wasn't even returned, as if it was below the other's standards.

"I think I'll take Aine up on her offer. Thanks anyway." The group stood up after being dismissed, not noticing the deflated look of the girl. He walked with Aine out of the hall. "What are you up to for the rest of the night?"

"Not sure...maybe avoiding my father so he doesn't lecture me about being late for the feast...again. I'm sure he'll catch up to me tomorrow. You?" She looked to the other, smiling softly.

"I thought I'd get some reading done. I'm trying to finish a book I read of the summer about potions." A soft smile was returned to her.

"I see, well, I won't keep you then..." Her voice sounded a bit saddened, but she kept her gentle smile on her face.

"You can come. I know a quiet place to read and hide." He offered her an arm and they walked away form the rest of the group. Their walk led them to the dungeons and entered the common room. He gestured over to a comfy armchair by the fireplace while he took a seat next her, taking out a book and reading it.

Emerald eyes gazed into the small fire, feeling a bit sleepy in the warmth and quiet. Her belly was full, and she was with the person she liked. She barely noticed when her eyes sliding shut and falling into a light slumber.

Her soft features were illuminated by the fire, supple lips slightly open. She was oblivious to the soft eyes on her. Draco smiled before reaching out to brush back her hair before letting it drop. 'No...I shouldn't...'

She smiled softly at the warmth, whether from the near hand to the fire, no one knew. Aine settled more into the soft chair, deep in slumber about the male next to her.

Taking off his cloak, he covered the other, finally succumbing to brushing back the hair from her face. 'how could she feel so...warm?' He let his fingers linger for a moment or two, smiling at the way the other seemed to lean into his touch, before returning to his marked page.

"Draco..." Her face scrunched up as she whispered the name, barely audible. She clutched onto the cloak, seeing as her romantic dream turned frightening.

It started out with Draco sans clothing, the same for herself. Their bodies meshed as they were entwined in satin green sheets, their arousals rubbing heatedly. Somehow, draco turned into a rather large snake and wrapped itself around her, squeezing the life out of her. It looked like a certain snake that all were aware of: Nagini. She whimpered in her sleep, feeling something shaking before the squeeze of the snake left her.

He heard his name being called out and blushed softly. He wasn't sure if it was in pain, or pleasure, but hoping for the latter. Draco went over to her and tried to shake her awake, now convinced, regrettably, that his name wasn't said in pleasure.

Cool silver-gray eyes looked at her in worry, stroking her cheek softly. "Are you alright?" His voice was hushed as he looked into her frightened eyes, wanting to calm her down by embracing her, but thought better of it.

Aine gave a nod, regaining control over her rapidly beating heart, but it was difficult due to the other touching her face so delicately. It felt so soothing and warm, making the shiver of the snakeskin vanish like a puff of smoke. She noticed the cloak around her form and smiled softly. "Thanks for the cloak..."

"It's alright. You can hang onto it if you want." Glad that she seemed okay, he retracted his hand slowly, realizing that he was still caressing her face. Draco looked away in slight embarrassment before talking again. "What was your dream about?"

She immediately flushed, grateful that he didn't see it. "I..was being suffocated by Nagini..." Deciding to give him just the non-graphic part of her story seemed to suffice. He looked to her in surprise. Draco was at her bedside when said snake bit her leg and left her unconscious for days, but not before sending a damaging curse to the serpent. He sat on the arm of the armchair and gave her a half hug, his insides dancing with glee.

"You were amazingly brave back then. I just wish I got to you in time." Silver eyes looked down to see the other leaning against him. "Maybe we should go to bed."

"Probably a good idea, seeing as you don't get enough of it." Draco went to retort, but simply rolled his eyes and gathered his book. "Draco?"

He turned at the tone of her voice, knowing it sounded serious. She stood with the cloak around her form and caught up to him by the door.

"You're going to get some sleep, right?" He sighed softly, knowing his long time friend was always concerned about his safety.

"I never lie to a fellow Slytherin. I'll get rest, don't worry." He winked at her playfully, looking at her shaking her head in amusement.

"Idiot." She made her way out of the common room and to her private room, thankful for the cover of the cloak. The arousing dream was just that: arousing. Even her short walk to her room was slightly daunting as her manhood rubbed teasingly against her panties. Biting her lip was all she could do to suppress the moan from escaping her mouth.

Draco made his way to his room, intent on a hot shower before bed. All throughout his preparations, images of Aine asleep, and other self-conjured images, flood his mind, and he hurried to the stalls. It seemed as if both students were in the same boat...

Aine draped the cloak over a chair before stripping down to only her lacy panties. She gave a teasing rub with her fingers and almost lost the strength in her knees. She knew she had to lay back on the bed and soon.

The hot spray from the shower head teased his skin and created the perfect lubrication for himself, bringing a hand to touch the sensitive skin, trailing its way to the tip before gasping at the more than pleasant reaction.

Delicate fingers kept a firm grip on her arousal and give a slow pump, grabbing onto the sheets to brace herself. The imagery of her previous erotic dream before the entrance of Nagini was just what she needed. Emerald eyes slid shut as she could even feel their arousals meet again, creating such a delicious friction.

He leaned his forehead onto the cool shower tile, already pumping himself and panting in the steamy shower. He could just imagine touching Aine in her most treasured of places, and imagined her returning the favor happily. He knew her secret. He knew if for a long time. But he didn't care, not did he dare bring it up. He didn't see it as necessary, especially if the other may not return his affections, even if he was Draco Malfoy. Thankful for the empty place, he moaned after sliding his own two fingers into his tight entrance, pushing back on them.

'Bloody hell my dreams are good...' narrow hips lifted off the bed slightly, already three digits lubricated and stroking her pleasure spot with practiced ease. She couldn't believe how aroused she got. It had been along time since she lasted a good ten minutes with herself, but soon felt her resolve crumbling.

"A-Aine...nnngh..." He panted out the name, wanting one of two of her entrances to cover his cock, instead of his hand. It was torture: moving himself shamelessly onto his not three fingers and into his hand. He knew his end was near...

She barely had enough coherency to mumble mufflatio to stifle the moan she would be bound to release. Her whimpers grew louder each second before crying out in bliss, her ejaculation splattering onto his dark almond skin and her back entrance squeezing her fingers for all its worth, mistaking it for Draco's arousal.

He bit his lip hard as he came, shuddering at the intensity of it. Pure white blinded him for a few precious seconds before it cleared once more, leaving him in need of actual showering and tiredness.

Aine rolled over onto her side after cleaning up her mess in vain, since her problem still persisted. "One down..." She felt around her vagina, which was let untouched and sopping wet. Her gift and curse.
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