The Friday Boy

CHAPTER 28

“You’ve just got to tell him Harry, there’s no other option.” Ginny reasoned as she took another bite of the toffee apple the two of them were sharing and passed it back to Harry who took another bite for himself. “You said yourself you and Snape have only had sex once so there’s no hope in hell he’ll believe any of the possible lines you could feed him about wanting a threesome or watching him with someone else. And lets face it, if he said he doesn’t share then the entire idea of adding a third to sex is messed up.” Harry groaned loudly as he sat down on the stone bench beside the lake, Ginny sitting down comfortingly beside him.

“I know but how am I suppose to even start telling him. Sorry Sev you’ve only just begun to trust me and hey, I’m being blackmailed and if you don’t do Draco he’ll ruin your life and mine.” Harry snapped sarcastically as he chewed another bite of toffee apple before offering it back to Ginny who gratefully accepted.

“He’s going to be just as pissed about this as you were Harry, so it’s best you come straight out with the truth.” Ginny reasoned as she finished the apple they’d brought from Hogsmeade and tossed the core and the empty stick into the grass to decay on it’s own.

“This is so fucked up.” Harry whispered as he picked up a few pebbles and began skipping them into the choppy waters of the lake.

“You’re telling me, I thought you doing Snape was bad but Draco too?” Ginny laughed jokingly as Harry turned and punched her hard in the arm, making her squeal and hit him back.

“I’m serious Ginny, I don’t want to tell Snape this…” Harry went to skip another rock into the water but froze as a hand came down over his stopping him mid throw. With his eyes full of fear and concern Harry glanced up at the figure looming behind him and swallowed nervously. Ginny looked practically ghostly pale as glanced between the potions professor and Harry.

“Don’t skip rocks it teaches the squid bad habits.” Snape snapped calmly as he made Harry drop the rock in his hand before letting go of the younger wizards fist. “And you don’t want to tell me what Mr. Potter?” Harry swallowed awkwardly as he glanced across at Ginny for help but the pale faced red head did nothing but shake her head sadly.

“Sorry, homework to do.” Like a retreating solider Ginny took off up the lawn back towards the castle leaving Harry to take the fall out. Harry stared up at Snape warily as the elder wizard waited until Ginny had gone inside before moving to sit down in her seat beside Harry. Harry stared at his fingers twisting in his lap as he felt Snape’s piercing stare.

“I thought I better check on you considering you were still bleeding this morning.” Snape broke the silence and Harry looked up awkwardly at the elder wizard who was wearing a somewhat concerned expression. Harry shrugged his shoulders casually as he shifted on the bench, still in pain but considerably less.

“I’m fine still sore but it’s going.” Harry whispered dying to snuggle up to Snape and hug him in comfort but knowing they were on public display and not permitted to do so. There was another awkward silence before again Snape spoke up.

“We didn’t get a chance to talk this morning after last night, I’m assuming that is what you were discussing with Miss Weasley the moment before I arrived.” Harry went to open his mouth to protest but Snape merely talked over him. “While I am understanding of your need for a confidant, I am somewhat dubious as to your choice although perhaps relived it is not Miss Weasley’s elder brother that is the recipient of such private news as to my performance in the bedroom.” Harry grimaced at the cold tone of Snape’s voice clearly remembering how private a person Snape was and that he’d clearly stated he didn’t like humiliation in any form. Harry twisted his hands in his lap tighter as Snape took a deep breath of the fresh air his gaze leaving Harry to stare out onto the lake. “I like to think of myself as an attentive partner Potter and if you are disappointed in anyway about last night, I would expect you to be specific and truthful to me.” Snape didn’t look at Harry as he spoke, the younger wizard staring up at Snape in shock hardly believing he’d heard an uncertain tone wavering in the potion professors voice.

“Disappointed?” Harry scoffed bemused by Snape’s sudden lack of confidence in himself. Snape glanced down at Harry as the boy continued. “I don’t think I’d describe it as disappointing at all. It’s not like I’ve got any experience to compare it to but I enjoyed it, it’s not something I’m ever going to forget. I won’t deny that it hurt like hell, and I wish I’d enjoyed more of it without the pain but I guess that comes with practice?” Harry smiled cheekily up at Snape who pursed his lips together tightly and pointedly didn’t respond to Harry’s subtle hint. Harry was glad as he watched some of the tension fall from Snape’s shoulders, his words obviously calming an unspoken concern the elder wizard had.

“Am I to assume that you wish for us to continue?” Snape’s voice got caught up in the breeze off the lake and turned it into barely a whisper that Harry had to strain to hear.

“Of course, I want it to continue. I like being with you, I like your kisses too.” Harry shyly twisted his fists in his robes wondering how much Snape would like him in return when he told him about Draco. Snape nodded quietly a strange expression on his face as he stared down at Harry who was trying to avoid eye contact.

“Then if we’re going to make this work Potter, there’s a few rules and the first being is that there are no secrets between us.” Harry gulped awkwardly as he glanced up at Snape who was staring down at him knowingly. “Which means you tell me now what you were talking to Ginny Weasley about just before.” Snape folded his arms across his chest and stared at Harry patiently waiting for the boy to reply. Closing his eyes so as not to see the hatred on Snape’s face when he said it Harry took a deep breath in and replied.

“I’m being blackmailed.” Harry squeezed his eyes closed tightly as he waited for the inevitable.

“What! Who by?” Snape’s angry tone of voice splintered Harry’s resolve and slowly the boy opened his eyes to stare up at the potions professor who had sprung to his feet and was glaring at Harry waiting for further explanation.

“I’m so sorry, he cornered me in the bathroom I didn’t know what to do. He knows, he knows it all, about the club, about our date, about last night. I’m sorry.” Harry whispered trying to fight back the tears of guilt that threatened to fall down his cheeks. Seeing Harry’s distress Snape was on his knees in front of Harry in an instant, his cold hands coming up to gently cup the boys cheeks and draw his gaze up to meet his own.

“Tell me who it is Harry.” Snape ground out trying to control his anger knowing it was doing Harry no good what so ever. The boy obviously blamed himself for whatever was going on and Snape was not prepared to let that happen. Harry looked up from the floor to finally meet Snape’s onyx gaze, his emerald eyes swimming with unshed tears.

“Draco.” Harry whispered watching as Snape exploded. Harry winced away from the potions professor who began wildly swearing and throwing his arms about in anger. Harry had never seen Snape so angry before in his life and hoped none of it was coming his way anytime soon. It was a good five minutes before Snape calmed himself down having paced back and forth along the lakeshore before coming back to stand in front of Harry, his face like thunder.

“What does he want?” Snape inquired coldly watching as Harry tired to bury himself in his cloak in protection against the icy wind blowing up off the lake surface.

“You.” Harry muttered as Snape frowned in confusion. “Or specifically to spend a night with you, it seems he was just a frequent a visitor to the club as you were and thinks you’d be a good lay.” Harry whispered as Snape scoffed loudly and shook his head in disbelief. “He says he’ll write to the papers telling them everything if I don’t get you to sleep with him by the end of the month. He says he doesn’t want anything accept a fuck, that I can watch and that he doesn’t want to break us up…” Harry trailed off as he watched Snape sigh heavily and shake his head in disagreement.

“Don’t delude yourself Potter, Draco’s had an infatuation with me since he was old enough to know what sex was. I should have nailed his backside to the wall when he first approached me at least then he’d have got it out of his system and perhaps I’d have taught him a lesson or two.” Snape shook his head again berating himself for being so stupid. Harry was stunned speechless hardly believing that Draco wanted Snape for so long. “What did he say he’d do if you didn’t do it?” Snape muttered as if he didn’t know the answer.

“He said he’d write to the papers and expose us and everything that’s been going on.” Harry snuggled down in his robe as Snape nodded understandingly, the blackmail not coming as any surprise. Draco was a cunning bastard just like his father and would do anything to get his own way. “What are we going to do?” Harry whispered cautiously as Snape took another deep breath of the fresh air before reaching down a hand to help Harry up from the bench. A storm was closing in fast and it was best they started back to the castle less they get caught in it.

“Leave it to me Potter, I’ve known Draco all his life and while he may think he’s clever he hasn’t a bar on me. I’ve been dodging his dark lordship long enough now to have picked up a thing or two. Draco won’t know what’s hit him just like his father didn’t.” Snape growled low in his throat as he began striding back towards the castle clearly irritated. Harry struggled to keep up with Snape’s long pace and had to jog to reach the castle at the same time as his lover. The rain had already begun to fall and a clap of thunder made Harry jump as Snape closed the door behind them. Snape stepped up behind Harry as the boy began removing his wet cloak, the elder wizard leaning down slightly so that the other students milling around waiting to go into the great hall for dinner didn’t overhear his voice.

”Come by my room tonight at 11, I’ll have sorted out our little problem by then.” With a barely perceivable brush of Snape’s hand against Harry’s back the potions professor strode off down the corridor, taking points randomly from students who dared to get in his way. Harry smiled as he watched Snape’s figured disappear a little pride swelling in his chest that he’d caught himself such a confident boyfriend.

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