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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,353
Reviews:
21
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0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter III
Title: Fragile Blossoms
Author: shenanifan
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy et al are fictional characters created by J.K. Rowling as part of the Harry Potter series. I don't make any money from it.
Warnings: Language, M/M, warnings will change for later chapters, WIP
A/N: Thank you all for your lovely reviews. Especially BlackPadfoot, who was the first! :-)
And on we go!
Chapter III
“So what brings you out here alone in the dark?”
Harry asked his invisible friend the next night they met at the astronomy tower.
Harvey hesitated with his answer. “I needed some time alone to think about things I am supposed to do, but am not happy about doing.” He said at last.
“What things?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
“So you are on a mission or something?”
“Something like that. I really can’t talk about it.” His voice was small.
Harry couldn’t understand his feelings but he was looking forward to these meetings at night the entire day. And he didn’t want to hear his new friend sound so sad and defeated. He wanted to cheer him up or make him tell him what was wrong, but didn’t know how to go about it.
“Why can’t you talk about it? Is it dangerous?”
Harvey sighed. “Yes it is dangerous. People could get killed.”
Harry sat in shock.
“Who’s gonna get killed?”
“I said I cannot talk about it. Please leave it.”
Harry burnt to know what the other boy was talking about but knew he wouldn’t get any more answers tonight. He wanted to help him, tell him he didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to, but as the Chosen One he knew quite well that there were just things in life that you couldn’t do anything about. But he never thought that there would be another boy his age experiencing similar problems.
So grudgingly he changed the subject.
“Have you ever felt completely alone? Knowing there are people who love you and would do anything for you, but they just can’t help you with the task you’re supposed to do?”
Harvey snorted “Tell me about it.”
“You know everyone expects me to be someone I don’t want to be. I just want to be a normal teenage boy. Experiencing love and friendship and even hate like every other boy of my age. But no, there is just nothing normal in my life. Sometimes I wonder if it would be different if I still had my parents.”
“You’re parents are dead? I’m sorry.”
“Thank you. I never knew them; they died when I was a baby. But still, I miss them.”
“It’s not too easy with your parents around either. Don’t get me wrong I love my parents, but we have very different opinions on… let’s say politics. But I can’t openly argue with their opinion because it would bring many people in danger.”
“How was your childhood?”
“Oh I loved it. I guess you could call me a spoiled prat, but my parents love me and I love them. We had money and I would get everything I wanted but the most precious things were simple moments together as a family. Though unfortunately you appreciate those facts not until it’s almost too late.”
There was so much sadness in Harvey’s voice that Harry couldn’t help himself and reached out for the other boy’s hand. But instead of his hand he came in touch with Harvey’s shoulder and without thought he wriggled closer and laid his hand around it in a comforting half-embrace.
Harvey stiffened at first but very soon relaxed against Harry’s body. When the boy laid his head on Harry’s shoulder the strangest sensation bubbled up in Harry’s stomach. He should feel said and depressed and mostly he did. But a tiny little piece of his heart felt real joy at the same moment.
Both boys kept on meeting every night hence on. Talking about everything and nothing at all. Mostly about school, what lessons they preferred, which teacher they liked and how stupid their latest homework was. They tried to avoid any heavy topic like on their third night together, not wanting to strain their young and fragile friendship.
In the second week of their secret meetings. Harvey was in an astoundingly good mood. “So what about your love-life? We never talk about the more personal topics. Don’t you think?”
Harry shrugged, forgetting that Harvey couldn’t see his movements. “Nothing much to tell. I don’t really date a lot. I only kissed once, so what else do you want to know?”
Harvey was silent for a minute.
“You only snogged once? Are you celibate or something? You are a healthy 16 year-old guy, what about experimenting?” he sounded outright incredulous.
“I don’t know. Guess I have other things on my mind. And that one kiss wasn’t really the nicest experience I ever had!”
“Why not? What was wrong?”
Harry hesitated, embarrassed to tell his one and only and really awful snog-experience.
“Well… she started crying.” He said quietly, a blush tinting his cheeks.
Harvey seemed to have a hard time breathing until Harry figured he just tried to hold in his laughter.
“Hey, don’t laugh! It’s embarrassing enough to have to tell you, I don’t need to be laughed at!”
“Sorry! I really am. But that’s just hilarious. You can’t be so bad at kissing to make a girl cry. Honestly!”
“Ha-ha. Well I guess I am. I mean, she said it wasn’t my fault and that she was just sad about her ex-boyfriend, but if she really wasn’t over him yet, why would she want to go out with me?”
“What happened to her boyfriend, did he cheat on her, or what?”
“He died.”
“Oh, please come on! Of course she was upset about kissing you then. She felt probably like cheating on him. He probably wasn’t cold in his grave and she was snogging all over another guy! You can’t let one bad experience ruin all your fun. I don’t know how you look like, but I know you are a funny, warm-hearted guy. If you are not looking like a troll it shouldn’t be too hard to find another person who would probably love to kiss you and even more!”
Harry was speechless after this passionate scold of his not-so-long friend. He always thought it was his fault Cho started crying. It was after all his first kiss ever; he simply thought he was so bad at it. She went out with the Boy-Wonder and guess what, he was shite at kissing!
“So what about your love-life then? Any more experience?”
“You bet I have!” Harvey stated in an almost insulted tone.
“Though I wouldn’t call it a love-life, more a sex-life, so to speak.”
“You had sex? The real thing? With whom?” Harry was impressed and to be honest a little jealous even.
“Don’t forget the rules, no names. But yes, the real thing. And if you really want to know it’s been three girls and two guys.”
“Guys!” Harry blurted out. “So you’re gay then?”
“I said girls AND guys. No problem with being gay but I prefer taking what is offered. Ever fancied a guy?”
“You take what is offered?” Harry purposely ignored the last question. “What do you do that people beg you to have sex with them?”
“I never said they beg. They offer. I do have some charm, believe it or not!”
Oh, Harry believed him alright. Harvey had quite a bit of charm actually. He could entrance Harry with a few simple words but he didn’t want to admit it. Sometimes it scared the shit out of him, to be honest. He knew he should change the subject but he simply was too curious about the whole sex thing.
“So is there a difference? I mean do you prefer any gender or just take the sex as it is?”
Harvey seemed to think about that as it took him a minute before he answered.
“I had my first few times with girls. Nice and proper. But I always was curious about guys. At least since I was eleven years old. Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t think about sex at the age of eleven, but I met a boy then, who really got under my skin though we never got friends but ever since I started thinking about sex I always wondered how it would be with another man. So when the opportunity arose, I had sex with a guy. I don’t really think I have any preferences, I’d rather think that it depends on the person. But so far it never meant anything. It was fun at that time, with every one of them.”
Harry thought about that. Fun. He could use a bit of fun, but he’d rather something meaningful. He wanted someone to love him, care about him. Not just fancy him and then move on to the next offer.
“You never answered my question. Have you ever fancied another guy?”
“I never really thought about it. But I guess I noticed one or two well-built Quidditch-Players.”
“You noticed... That’s all? No fluttering stomach, no stirring in nether regions?”
“Once” Please don’t ask when, please….
“Right. Once doesn’t prove much, but you definitely have something to work with.”
Harry couldn’t reply to that. His mind was swimming with memories of Harvey leaning into his embrace, of accidentally brushing arms when they gesticulated during talking. He tried to ignore it but he definitely knew what a fluttering stomach felt like.
Author: shenanifan
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy et al are fictional characters created by J.K. Rowling as part of the Harry Potter series. I don't make any money from it.
Warnings: Language, M/M, warnings will change for later chapters, WIP
A/N: Thank you all for your lovely reviews. Especially BlackPadfoot, who was the first! :-)
And on we go!
Chapter III
“So what brings you out here alone in the dark?”
Harry asked his invisible friend the next night they met at the astronomy tower.
Harvey hesitated with his answer. “I needed some time alone to think about things I am supposed to do, but am not happy about doing.” He said at last.
“What things?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
“So you are on a mission or something?”
“Something like that. I really can’t talk about it.” His voice was small.
Harry couldn’t understand his feelings but he was looking forward to these meetings at night the entire day. And he didn’t want to hear his new friend sound so sad and defeated. He wanted to cheer him up or make him tell him what was wrong, but didn’t know how to go about it.
“Why can’t you talk about it? Is it dangerous?”
Harvey sighed. “Yes it is dangerous. People could get killed.”
Harry sat in shock.
“Who’s gonna get killed?”
“I said I cannot talk about it. Please leave it.”
Harry burnt to know what the other boy was talking about but knew he wouldn’t get any more answers tonight. He wanted to help him, tell him he didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to, but as the Chosen One he knew quite well that there were just things in life that you couldn’t do anything about. But he never thought that there would be another boy his age experiencing similar problems.
So grudgingly he changed the subject.
“Have you ever felt completely alone? Knowing there are people who love you and would do anything for you, but they just can’t help you with the task you’re supposed to do?”
Harvey snorted “Tell me about it.”
“You know everyone expects me to be someone I don’t want to be. I just want to be a normal teenage boy. Experiencing love and friendship and even hate like every other boy of my age. But no, there is just nothing normal in my life. Sometimes I wonder if it would be different if I still had my parents.”
“You’re parents are dead? I’m sorry.”
“Thank you. I never knew them; they died when I was a baby. But still, I miss them.”
“It’s not too easy with your parents around either. Don’t get me wrong I love my parents, but we have very different opinions on… let’s say politics. But I can’t openly argue with their opinion because it would bring many people in danger.”
“How was your childhood?”
“Oh I loved it. I guess you could call me a spoiled prat, but my parents love me and I love them. We had money and I would get everything I wanted but the most precious things were simple moments together as a family. Though unfortunately you appreciate those facts not until it’s almost too late.”
There was so much sadness in Harvey’s voice that Harry couldn’t help himself and reached out for the other boy’s hand. But instead of his hand he came in touch with Harvey’s shoulder and without thought he wriggled closer and laid his hand around it in a comforting half-embrace.
Harvey stiffened at first but very soon relaxed against Harry’s body. When the boy laid his head on Harry’s shoulder the strangest sensation bubbled up in Harry’s stomach. He should feel said and depressed and mostly he did. But a tiny little piece of his heart felt real joy at the same moment.
Both boys kept on meeting every night hence on. Talking about everything and nothing at all. Mostly about school, what lessons they preferred, which teacher they liked and how stupid their latest homework was. They tried to avoid any heavy topic like on their third night together, not wanting to strain their young and fragile friendship.
In the second week of their secret meetings. Harvey was in an astoundingly good mood. “So what about your love-life? We never talk about the more personal topics. Don’t you think?”
Harry shrugged, forgetting that Harvey couldn’t see his movements. “Nothing much to tell. I don’t really date a lot. I only kissed once, so what else do you want to know?”
Harvey was silent for a minute.
“You only snogged once? Are you celibate or something? You are a healthy 16 year-old guy, what about experimenting?” he sounded outright incredulous.
“I don’t know. Guess I have other things on my mind. And that one kiss wasn’t really the nicest experience I ever had!”
“Why not? What was wrong?”
Harry hesitated, embarrassed to tell his one and only and really awful snog-experience.
“Well… she started crying.” He said quietly, a blush tinting his cheeks.
Harvey seemed to have a hard time breathing until Harry figured he just tried to hold in his laughter.
“Hey, don’t laugh! It’s embarrassing enough to have to tell you, I don’t need to be laughed at!”
“Sorry! I really am. But that’s just hilarious. You can’t be so bad at kissing to make a girl cry. Honestly!”
“Ha-ha. Well I guess I am. I mean, she said it wasn’t my fault and that she was just sad about her ex-boyfriend, but if she really wasn’t over him yet, why would she want to go out with me?”
“What happened to her boyfriend, did he cheat on her, or what?”
“He died.”
“Oh, please come on! Of course she was upset about kissing you then. She felt probably like cheating on him. He probably wasn’t cold in his grave and she was snogging all over another guy! You can’t let one bad experience ruin all your fun. I don’t know how you look like, but I know you are a funny, warm-hearted guy. If you are not looking like a troll it shouldn’t be too hard to find another person who would probably love to kiss you and even more!”
Harry was speechless after this passionate scold of his not-so-long friend. He always thought it was his fault Cho started crying. It was after all his first kiss ever; he simply thought he was so bad at it. She went out with the Boy-Wonder and guess what, he was shite at kissing!
“So what about your love-life then? Any more experience?”
“You bet I have!” Harvey stated in an almost insulted tone.
“Though I wouldn’t call it a love-life, more a sex-life, so to speak.”
“You had sex? The real thing? With whom?” Harry was impressed and to be honest a little jealous even.
“Don’t forget the rules, no names. But yes, the real thing. And if you really want to know it’s been three girls and two guys.”
“Guys!” Harry blurted out. “So you’re gay then?”
“I said girls AND guys. No problem with being gay but I prefer taking what is offered. Ever fancied a guy?”
“You take what is offered?” Harry purposely ignored the last question. “What do you do that people beg you to have sex with them?”
“I never said they beg. They offer. I do have some charm, believe it or not!”
Oh, Harry believed him alright. Harvey had quite a bit of charm actually. He could entrance Harry with a few simple words but he didn’t want to admit it. Sometimes it scared the shit out of him, to be honest. He knew he should change the subject but he simply was too curious about the whole sex thing.
“So is there a difference? I mean do you prefer any gender or just take the sex as it is?”
Harvey seemed to think about that as it took him a minute before he answered.
“I had my first few times with girls. Nice and proper. But I always was curious about guys. At least since I was eleven years old. Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t think about sex at the age of eleven, but I met a boy then, who really got under my skin though we never got friends but ever since I started thinking about sex I always wondered how it would be with another man. So when the opportunity arose, I had sex with a guy. I don’t really think I have any preferences, I’d rather think that it depends on the person. But so far it never meant anything. It was fun at that time, with every one of them.”
Harry thought about that. Fun. He could use a bit of fun, but he’d rather something meaningful. He wanted someone to love him, care about him. Not just fancy him and then move on to the next offer.
“You never answered my question. Have you ever fancied another guy?”
“I never really thought about it. But I guess I noticed one or two well-built Quidditch-Players.”
“You noticed... That’s all? No fluttering stomach, no stirring in nether regions?”
“Once” Please don’t ask when, please….
“Right. Once doesn’t prove much, but you definitely have something to work with.”
Harry couldn’t reply to that. His mind was swimming with memories of Harvey leaning into his embrace, of accidentally brushing arms when they gesticulated during talking. He tried to ignore it but he definitely knew what a fluttering stomach felt like.