Secrets and Promises (Abandoned Story)

Chapter Number/Total: 24/?.

Chapter Title: You Did What?

Chapter Authors: slashpervert and aveeno_baby.

Beta(s): nefernat

Chapter Rating: NC-17

Words: 2510 Words

Chapter Characters: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

Warnings: Language, angst, oral, anal, rimming.

Summary: Harry comes back from his evening hanging out with Ron. Draco explains to him what he has done. Then, of course, they shag. It's what they do.







Draco sat back in his favorite reading chair, book in his lap and tea beside him. He hadn't really been reading the book. Instead, he was staring into the fire, contemplating how to explain things to Harry.



Harry walked into the manor, handing his cloak to Beckett when he appeared. He asked him where Draco was then he walked off, feeling happier than he did in a while. "Draco?" he asked, looking into the room with a small smile.



"Here, love," Draco answered, closing his book and setting it aside.



Harry walked in, still smiling. "Did I interrupt you?"



Draco held out a hand to Harry, looking up at him with affection. "No, just thinking," he said.



Harry took his hand, stepping closer. "Thinking about what?"



Draco pulled, using Harry's hand to bring him down for a kiss. He closed his lips over Harry's, humming happily at the feel of him.



Harry reached up and cupped Draco's face as he kissed him back gently, sighing.



"I love you," Draco said when he pulled back to look into Harry's eyes.



"I love you, too," he replied, looking back at him. "Is that what you were thinking about?"



Draco smirked. "Among other things," he admitted.



Harry smirked back, moving to sit on the edge of the chair. "Well, talk to me."



"I did something tonight," he sighed, "something that will affect our lives."



Harry raised an eyebrow, tilting his head a bit. "..What did you do?" he asked, only a bit afraid of the answer.



Draco grimaced, "Well, actually a couple things. Only one of which I had intended to do tonight. And I am only really worried about one of them." He realized he was starting to babble a bit and stopped, frowning.



"..Just tell me something, Draco," Harry replied, getting worried now.



Draco thought a minute, trying to decide where to begin. Should he get right to the point or try to explain? This was Harry, which meant getting to the point, he told himself. "I did something that will most likely get me fired, and possibly get me brought up on charges," he said.



Harry stared at Draco for one long moment, trying to process everything he just heard. "What did you do?" Harry asked, getting up and beginning to pace. Maybe there was a way he could fix this all.



"I can only tell you if you promise not to try to do anything before morning," Draco said.



"But, Draco…I…" He scowled, but nodded. "Tell me."



"That is a promise?" Draco asked, wanting to hear the words.



"I promise." he mumbled.



"I told the basics of the case to a reporter from the Daily Prophet. I want the information released to the Wizarding public," he said and then waited.



Harry stopped paced and looked at Draco, his eyes going wide. "Draco! That's...probably the worse thing you could do! Why!"



"No, it isn't the worst thing I could do," he snapped, in spite of his promise to himself that he would remain calm. "The worst thing is to sit by and let more Wizarding folk die because The Ministry wants to keep up an image of control."



"But you'll lose your job! I'll lose my partner!!" he exclaimed, crossing his arms over his chest.



Draco smiled sadly. "It's not without precedent. I remember a boy in fifth year doing exactly what I just did. Someone who felt the public should know the danger before it was too late." Draco knew it was probably unfair to bring that up, but it was where he got the idea from.



Harry slowly let his hands fall down, sighing. "I was 15 and that's...kind of a different situation," he whined, feeling like stomping his feet like a child.



"You could have been expelled from Hogwarts. And you were punished for it," Draco said. "I know this is a bigger situation, but you did what you thought was right. I am doing that now."



"I guess....but I don't want another partner," he mumbled, pouting at Draco.



"We need to catch this killer, Harry," he said, reaching for his hand again. "That is the important thing. And if we don't get more information about who is doing this, we won't. If a Witch or Wizard goes missing, I want Aurors to know immediately, not after we find the next body."



Harry sighed, stepping close again. "You're right...you're right." He sat back down on the arm of the chair. "What was the other thing?"



Draco held Harry's hand and thought for a minute. "I only told you tonight so that you wouldn't be caught by surprise when the paper comes out tomorrow," he said. "And I didn't tell you ahead of time, so you could tell them honestly that you didn't have any part in it. The other thing..." he trailed off.



"..Go on...” Harry encouraged, biting his lip nervously now.



Draco smiled up at him, watching the nervous gesture that always made him want to kiss Harry again. He felt suddenly shy about his next admission. "I don't think the next one will upset you, but I am occasionally wrong," he smirked. "I kissed Pansy. And I told her I want more than that."



Harry smiled a bit, nudging Draco. "Good for you...what did she say?"



Draco ran his fingers over his lips, remembering, and then looked up with a small smile at Harry. "She was rather enthusiastic about the idea," he chuckled.



"I'm happy for you," he said softly, still smiling at him.



"I don't think I should take it further, yet," Draco said, still smiling at Harry. "I don't think either of us should become... involved... with anyone the other doesn't get along with."



"Basically, you're saying you won't go any farther until she likes me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.



Draco made a kind of confused face, "Well, at least until the two of you can be comfortable around each other. I'm not sure if the word 'likes' ever applies to Pansy's views on people. She is a bit temperamental."



"That'll take a while...you really don't have to wait, you know," he replied.



"Harry," Draco said, his eyes soft again, "You are my ... family. My first commitment is to you. I think Theo understands that. I want her to understand that too."



Harry blushed and nodded. "Okay...I'll even make an effort to get along with her better. As long as she does."



Draco smirked but reached for Harry, pulling him into his lap and kissing him.



Harry slipped his arms around Draco's neck and kissed him back. It was funny how he could make him forget it all with just a kiss.



Draco lost himself in his lover's arms. Harry was home to him and he felt that sense of peace and belonging return as he opened his mouth, his tongue twisting around the other man's and his hands clutching at the fabric of his shirt.



Harry moved so that he was straddling Draco in the chair. He pulled back and kissed Draco's cheeks then nose. "Beds are better, you know."



Draco smirked, "I don't know, this position could be fun."



Harry blushed at what he was suggesting. "Any position is fun...”



"Strip Harry," Draco said, his voice deeper as he saw Harry blush.



Harry slipped off his lap and started to unbutton his shirt, keeping his eyes on Draco the entire time.



Draco smiled, watching Harry as he, too, began to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt but didn't take it off.



Harry quickly finished undressing, dropping his clothes to the floor. He felt comfortable around Draco now when he was naked, something he never thought would've happened.



Draco unfastened his own trousers and slid them off without every getting out of the chair, sitting in only his open shirt. He was already hard just watching Harry strip like that. "You are so beautiful," he whispered.



Harry smiled shyly, walking towards him. "You are more...”



"Show me," Draco rasped, licking his lips and spreading his legs in the chair.



Harry slowly got down on his knees and shuffled forward the rest of the way, his hands resting on his thighs. "How?"



Draco laid a hand on Harry's head, pushing gently. "Oh, I am sure you know how..." he smirked.



Harry rolled his eyes, but moved down, sucking the head of his cock inside his mouth.



"Ah, yes," Draco gasped, his hand entangling in Harry's hair.



Harry made a small noise at the back of his throat and he swirled his tongue around, beginning to bob his head.



"Stop," Draco said, pulling Harry's hair as he fought for control. Harry was way too good at this.



Harry pulled back, looking a bit dazed. "What?"



Draco was panting a bit. He smiled and said, "Stand up and turn around."



Harry gave him a strange looked, but he got up and turned around, looking over his shoulder at him.



Draco continued to smile, wickedly. "Spread your legs, bend over and put your hands flat on the floor."



"I don't think I'm that flexible, but...” He did as Draco said, surprised that it didn't hurt.



Draco's smiled grew into a grin as he scooted forward running his hands across the beautiful swell of Harry's ass and down his thighs.



If Harry let his head hang just right, he could see Draco's hands as they went down his thighs. He smiled, watching.



Draco picked up his wand, and Accio'd a foot stool, setting it in front of Harry. "Hold onto that," he smirked, "You'll need it."



Harry reached out and gripped the edge. "What're you doing?"



Draco used his wand for a couple simple spells and then laid his hands on each side of Harry's arse, spreading his cheeks.



"Oh...." Harry was sure that while one half of his blood flowed to his face, the other half rushed down to his cock. He unconsciously tightened his grip on the stool.



Draco leaned forward and ran his tongue along the crevasse of Harry ass.



Harry closed his eyes and made a soft noise that was probably a mix between a moan and Draco's name.



"I thought so," Draco purred before giving him another long lick up and then down again.



"God," Harry whispered, leaning back a bit.



Draco traced his tongue back to Harry's entrance and ran the tip around the tight opening.



Gasping, Harry closed his eyes and shuddered, sucking his lip into his mouth.



Draco loved that gasp. It told him what he needed to know as he swirled his tongue around and around, pressing harder.



"Draco," he moaned, sucking hard on his lip before he bit down on it.



He hummed, laying his lips against his lover as if he were kissing him and then pointing his tongue, pressing it against him.



Harry gripped the chair again, feeling as if he was going to fall forward any minute.



Draco was still holding Harry's cheeks, and he felt him sway. He closed his eyes and began to use his tongue like he would his finger or his cock, fucking him with it.



Harry continued to sway, feeling his knees going weak with every swipe of stab of Draco's tongue. "Please," he groaned, unsure of what he was begging for in the first place.



"Mmm?" Draco responded, still tonguing him.



"More," he managed to gasp, pushing back again.



Draco pressed deeper, trying to see how deep he could get.



Harry swayed again, nearly falling this time as he keened, digging his nails into the stool.



Draco wondered if Harry could come just from this. But he wanted more, so he slid his fingers up to take the place of his tongue, testing to see how ready his lover was.



Another gasp, another moan. "Fuck, I'm close, Draco..." he whimpered, clenching around his fingers.



"Don't come yet," Draco said. "I'm not through with you." He pulled back, sliding his fingers out as well and then slicking his own cock. "I want you to sit back down on me," he said, his voice nearly as whisper.



Harry nodded slowly, shifting back until he could grip both sides of the chair. "Help me...” he said softly.



Draco put one hand on Harry's hip and guided him back, holding his cock so that his lover could sink back onto it.



Harry bit his lip in concentration, pausing when the tip of cock grazed his entrance. "Draco...” he moaned again, beginning to sink down.



"Yes, Harry," he gasped, the feeling of Harry taking him inside making Draco shiver, and grab both the other man's hips, struggling to hold still and let Harry set his own pace.



Harry sat down and leaned back against Draco, breathing hard. He was still close, so he needed a few moments.



"So deep," Draco gasped, his arms coming around Harry waist to hold him tight while Harry caught his breath. He chuckled. "Sometimes I almost wish I could just stay like this."



"Sometimes," he whispered, placing his hands over Draco's. He almost didn't want to move, staying like that becoming a bit too appealing for him.



Draco chuckled, leaning back in the chair and taking Harry with him. "Put your legs on either side of mine," Draco instructed and when Harry had done so, he reached with his slick fingers for the man's cock. "Let's see how this works," he whispered in Harry's ear as he began to stroke his cock.



Harry's head fell back against his shoulder as he began to rock his hips, trying to thrust up into Draco's hand, but at the same time he could feel Draco move inside him. Two sensations at once. "I'm definitely not going to last..."



Draco chuckled deeply, enjoying having this affect on Harry. He kissed his cheek and licked at his ear, as he moved hand and hips in slow movements.



Harry groaned, turning his head so that he could look at Draco. "Too slow," he whispered.



The blond laughed and moved faster, it wasn't easier to thrust from his position, but Harry was writhing on him, so it didn't take much. He moved his hand faster and Harry's hips moved to meet it.



It was harder to move up and down like this, but Harry didn't want to close his legs so he was stuck with this. But it was alright. He closed his hand around Draco's and helped him, biting his lip again.



Draco was getting close too now, his breathing speeding up and his muscles trembling. "Oh, fuck, you are so beautiful," he purred in Harry's ear, "I want to watch you come."



That's all it took for Harry and he came with small cry, clenching around Draco tightly. "Fuck, Draco," he sighed, looking at him.



"Yess," Draco hissed as Harry's come coated his hand and his arse tightened on his cock. He came, filling his partner and his arm holding him tight.



Harry moaned softly at the feeling, eyes carefully watching Draco's face as he came. "See...beautiful...”



Draco opened his eyes, looking into Harry's green. "Yes, beautiful," he said, smiling at him.