Hidden Love

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Chapter Three
A Black God


Harry was glad that it was almost the end of the school year. Its being almost a week since the bathroom accident and no sign of Malfoy. Harry stayed clear of the Main Hall like before, when he was hungry sneaking food out of the kitchen with the help of Dobby the house elf made it easier to avoid the blond haired tempter. Harry had enough of this hide-and-go-seek game that Draco and he were playing. He sighed, knowing he had twenty minutes before supper he started to work out again, now this was Harry’s secret that not even Ron or Hermione knew. That last summer uncle Vernon had no way of relaxing sense Aunt Petunia was hiding his smokes… so he found his release in slapping Harry around.


Harry had started working out so the hits wouldn’t hurt anymore as well to get his body looking better then a string bean. He didn’t want to tell anyone because all they’d do is worry or try to get Harry to tell a teacher about his personal life. Either way Harry continued to do crunches and push ups, working up a sweat while music from his stereo filled the room, once Harry was finished he went to his bathroom and stripped for a nice shower. He smiled at his reflection for the first time in awhile. His stomach abs had hardened, his arms strengthened, he knew he looked damn good but blushed at the thought of being conceded. He hopped under the water spray for a very quick shower and got dressed again in baggy clothes. He started wearing baggy things to cover his muscles and body, that way if anyone wanted to pick a fight with little old’ Harry they would be in for a huge surprise. He ran his fingers through his still wet hair and headed for the Main Hall, hoping to get a look of Mr. Malfoy in all his glory at the Slytherin table. He pushed open the doors to the main hall and quickly made his way to the Gryffindor table to find Ron and Hermione. Harry for once in a long time enjoyed himself during the wait for food, once the food was on the table the day just seemed to get better. Laughing with Seamus and Neville about one of the classes they had together Harry didn’t notice at first the letter that was on his lap. He made sure no one was looking as he read it silently under the table.

P,

You have any more cigarettes left? I’ll pay

M.


Harry looked up and scanned the room before spotting Malfoy laughing at something Crabbe had done. Harry bit his lower lip as butterflies started to fly around his stomach at a fast speed. He thought for a few moments and wrote slowly, trying not tond tnd too forward in his return letter.


Draco pushed the boys away for a minute in order to read the letter that apparated in his lap. He pushed his bangs back so they’d stay out of his eyes as he read.


Draco,

Yeah I have some left. I’ll be going for a smoke after supper at the same place; you want some smokes then meet me there.

Potter.

Draco smiled and paused what he was going to write and shrugged, thinking Harry would think nothing of it if he wrote it. Draco replied with ‘it’s a date’. And turned back to what the Slytherin table was talking about before hand. Draco was pleasantly surprised when he saw Harry enter the Main Hall and was even happier to see him leave, nodding to Draco whom nodded back with a smile. Draco moved his bangs back and told his friends he had to run and finish some homework but instead of heading to the library he turned and went towards the washroom. He straightened his robes, hoping he looked presentable. Malfoy swung the bathroom door open to the guy’s washroom like he owned the place to find not Potter there but a Pansy Parkinson's was leaning against the far wall watching him. Oh fuck! Draco thought desperately looking around for a way to escape.


“Oh… Draco you remembered!” squealed Pansy and before Draco could breath he was in a tight embrace and pushed up against the wall. Yes… now Draco remembered, When Pansy and he used to go out they’d sneak into here to make out which led to her room for sex. He groaned, dropping his books to try and get her off him but he was too late, her lips came crashing against his. He put his hands on her shoulders to try and get her to stop but it had no affect… though once the bathroom door slammed shut she halted and turned to see who it was.


“Oi scar-head, mind your own business!” Said Pansy with a small growl at being interrupted. Draco just stared at Pansy in total confusion. Scar head? Why the hell would she call someone that, that’s her nickname for Harry and-… oh shit.. Draco turned slightly to see Harry was frozen in step. His mouth was wide open as he looked the two over; He wasn’t blushing and wasn’t moving. Draco stared back at Harry, watching his eyes and seeing different emotions fly by. Well there’s anger… confusion… embarrassed… hurt?... was Harry hurt?... Draco stood there in surprise and watched as Harry’s face turned from confusion to pure hurt. He didn’t look at Draco again as he turned and muttered a barely audible ‘sorry’ and let the door swing shut. Draco stood there for a few moments completely dazed at what had just happened, Pansy was trying to get Draco’s tie undone with no success. All right….


Wait a second here let me recap… Draco thought to himself desperately. I came in to find Potter and get to be better friends with him… but he wasn’t here, Parkinson was. She started to kiss me… I tried to get her to stop… Harry came in and saw… and was HURT?!... Does he… is he…. Jealous? Draco groaned at his stupidity and ignored Pansy completely as he reached down to grab his books and stepped out of the bathroom looking for which direction Harry went. Before he could call out Harry’s name Pansy had her arms around him yet again, trying to pull him in the opposite direction that Harry was going.


“Draco!” Goyle halted beside him, his breathing heavy as if he’d been running. “Snapes been looking for you, he’s waiting in the common room.” Pansy grinned at Goyle’s words.


“Oh Draco, it’s probably the end of the year speech, come on! We can’t miss it!” Draco sighed in defeat and nodded, turning to get one last look at Harry’s form walking at a fast pace away from him.

Harry had been up for awhile and was just laying there watching the canopy hangings move with the wind. He felt kind of dead as he just lay there, wasting the morning away, Ever since he saw Draco kissing Pansy he’d been so depressed and he didn’t really know why. Today was his last day, he had to get up and get ready for the really long ride home, he was hoping he could get some sleep on the train sense he couldn’t be asleep for twenty minutes without Hermione or Ron moaning or saying something to scar Harry further.


“Well…Time to get dressed as a criminal!” Harry groaned and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower before leaving for the train. After he shower and dressing he stopped to look at himself in the mirror, smirking at thelectlection. This summer Aunt Marge was staying with the Dursleys and he still had to uphold the notion that he was attending St Brutus’s Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys so, therefore he was strictly told to dress like one. Harry chuckled, looking his out fit over with an approving nod, it making him look like a bad ass. He had on a black turtle neck that was rather tight on the arms, he grinned, knowing that the long tight black sleeves showed off his arm muscles. He had on rather baggy black jeans with a black belt and silver clasp, a lot of black bracelets with silver spikes or squares on then. What he liked the best was the fake piercing he had on. His left ear was covered in hoops all around his earlobe; He sniggered and moved three rings to the other ear, one at the very top and the other two close to his cheek. He knew that he was bi, or maybe even gay, so having earrings on the right ear wouldn’t be all that bad, at the thought of his sexuality he thought of Draco and nodded to himself, knowing that he must be gay!


He knew that this outfit would catch Draco’s eye, and at the moment Harry gained a smirk that any Malfoy would be proud of. At that moment Hedwig screeched from Harry’s desk. He turned to smile at her before grabbing his eyeliner and slowly draws lines under his eyes slowly, having no practice with the damn things and poking his eye a few times.


“Stupid fucking make up… I have a new respect for females who wear this shit, right Hedwig?” Harry would have never touched this eyeliner crap it it weren't for his blasted Uncle, sighing to himself he bit his lower lip and continued. "Fucking family!" She flapped her wings in response and Harry chuckled. “Well Hedwig… maybe I should be the one to Seduce him… he was the one that pressed against me… and it would be interesting to find out if he’s interested in- oh for fuck sakes that hurts!” Harry continued to curse the black eyeliner before stepping back and nodding his approval. He looked at his watch and smirked, putting Hedwig in her cage and letting out the breath he was holding. Everything was at the foot of his bed, waiting for the House Elf’s to collect and put on the train, though he growled at himself for taking this long sense most people were either on the train or chatting with a few teachers that were helping the first years. Harry looked himself in the mi one one last time and headed out with a confident smirk on his face, ready for anything coming his way.


Draco was standing outside with a few of the Slytherin, not really paying much attention to their conversations; all that he was really interested in was trying to find Harry. After the bathroom accident he felt a strange urge to try and explain himself to Harry. Something Pansy said got his attention though…
“

Yeah there’s been a few rumors that old scar heads Bisexual!” Pansy was saying with a large grin.


“Are you serious?” said Malfoy in surprise.


“Sure I am… That little Mud blood was trying to set him up with…. Umm…. What was his name…arliarlie Winemoon or something from Ravenclaw. Harry refused though, said he’d find someone on his own!” Pansy continued with her normal ranting to the people around her. Draco was smiling to himself lightly; ‘Well well Potter… this is interesting news… maybe I can have my wicked way after all…’ Draco chuckled softly and no one seemed to notice. Draco was watching the ground, thinking about Harry’s eyes, not noticing that everyone was quiet.


“Holy S-s-s-s-shit!!!” Stuttered Goyle, his mouth hanging wide.


“Damn! Potters looking gooood!” Draco looked up at Pansy, only to see her staring past him. Draco slowly turned and nearly fell at the sight of Harry in his black transformation. His mouth was wide as he looked Potter from head to toe, swallowing loudly. Harry casually strutted by with a smirk, connecting eyes with Draco for a few seconds before heading off towards one Ronald Weasley who was in shock and one Hermione Granger who was pink in the cheeks and fanning herself. ‘Damn Harry…. You know how to make a bloody entrance! Draco thought to himself, watching Harry's ass as he walked away.