Scars III
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
5,108
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Ginny's Lust
A/N: sorry about the wait. I just got back and these next few chapters have been giving me a bit (A fricking shitload!) of trouble however…well I think I have them more to my liking now. Also, if you have any ideas or advice or questions I’d love to hear them.
Chapter 4: Ginny’s Lust
Harry found Ginny hiding behind a statue of a Sphinx.
“Hello,” Harry whispered in her ear. The red headed girl jumped, Harry had snuck up on her. “What are you hiding from?” he asked.
“A boy. He thinks we’re dating,” Ginny told him with a blush.
“Come with me,” Harry said and turned. He heard her footsteps behind him as he made his way to an empty classroom.
Ginny passed him as she entered the room and Harry shut the door, locking and silencing it. Before he could fully turn Ginny was on him, hugging him in the same manner she had done before.
“I…I wish you had been here,” Ginny whispered. Harry nodded his head.
Prying her from him he settled her in a chair. “Now tell me why you carry a stench of sex,” Harry said. He was long done with small talk.
“I…” she seemed at a lost and in the darkness Harry could see her stare float over the ground.
Sighing he leaned down and raised her face with his finger. His lips met hers gently, yet as she gasped his shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her saliva and the shock of the assault.
Finally he pulled back and stared down at her in remorse for what he had done. “Is that what you were looking for?”
Ginny shook her head violently. “I…” again words failed her.
This time Harry chose to speak for her, the words flowed as though rehearsed and even he was amazed at the accuracy, “there is no pleasure in a man’s touch. Not for you. There is nothing but disgust and pain in sex. You have no place in your heart for men, Ginny. You are free of men, now. The time has come for you to stop lying to yourself and to others.”
Sighing he knelt before her, staring into her eyes. As though she too could see in the dark her eyes locked with his. He could see the confusion on her face. The confusion must be mirrored in his own face.
“Ginny,” he whispered, and again the words flowed, “my sister, child of my own heart. It’s time for you to be at peace. I am here now. I am here for you. I have never left you my sister. Believe me when I say I never will. Whoever you choose to be, make sure it is true to yourself. Because, Ginny, I cannot stand to see you lying to yourself any longer.”
With that said Harry gathered the now crying girl into his arms. He let he cry her fear out upon his shirt. He let his words sink into her mind and understanding come. When the tears were dry and she was still he raised her to her feet.
“Will you be yourself now?” he asked her.
She nodded and Harry smiled. “Good, let’s leave this place now. It’s time for you to speak with Blaise. He’s been very worried about you.”
“Yeah,” Ginny breathed.
Harry understood something at that moment. He understood that this was not over. What he had done by leaving, what Ginny had brought upon herself, would continue to haunt her. She wasn’t done crying. But he hoped, perhaps, that she would know now that she had someone to turn to. Someone that could hold her as she wept. Maybe…maybe he could right this wrong…maybe…
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“Hov did it go?” Viktor asked as Harry neared his place a the Slytherin table.
“Vell,” Harry said, hoping his words were true. Viktor grinned at him, the old custom of Harry using the accent relaxing his aching heart.
“Is she rehabilitated?” Viktor asked.
Harry couldn’t help but smile at his friend as he sat next to him. “She’s at least got a better idea of who to sleep with,” he said with only a slightly forced chuckle.
“Oh?” Viktor asked. He new Harry was forcing himself to be happy but he would go along with the ruse if it helped.
“Yeah,” Harry said, then, “she didn’t even know she was gay.”
“Oh,” Viktor said and Harry laughed outright at the disappointment in his friend’s voice.
“I thought you had your eye on the seventh year Ravenclaw girl…what’s her name?”
“Veronica,” Viktor said, faking a sullen tone.
“Yeah, her,” Harry said his gaze running over the Ravenclaws. When his eyes landed on the dark haired girl he grinned. “She’s cute…if you like that kind of thing.”
“You are incorrigible,” Viktor cried his voice mirroring horror. Harry only grinned. “Vho’s next?”
Harry grimaced and glanced towards the Gryffindor table.
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A/N: I know it’s short but the next chapter should be up soon…sooner if I get reviews *hint, hint*
Chapter 4: Ginny’s Lust
Harry found Ginny hiding behind a statue of a Sphinx.
“Hello,” Harry whispered in her ear. The red headed girl jumped, Harry had snuck up on her. “What are you hiding from?” he asked.
“A boy. He thinks we’re dating,” Ginny told him with a blush.
“Come with me,” Harry said and turned. He heard her footsteps behind him as he made his way to an empty classroom.
Ginny passed him as she entered the room and Harry shut the door, locking and silencing it. Before he could fully turn Ginny was on him, hugging him in the same manner she had done before.
“I…I wish you had been here,” Ginny whispered. Harry nodded his head.
Prying her from him he settled her in a chair. “Now tell me why you carry a stench of sex,” Harry said. He was long done with small talk.
“I…” she seemed at a lost and in the darkness Harry could see her stare float over the ground.
Sighing he leaned down and raised her face with his finger. His lips met hers gently, yet as she gasped his shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her saliva and the shock of the assault.
Finally he pulled back and stared down at her in remorse for what he had done. “Is that what you were looking for?”
Ginny shook her head violently. “I…” again words failed her.
This time Harry chose to speak for her, the words flowed as though rehearsed and even he was amazed at the accuracy, “there is no pleasure in a man’s touch. Not for you. There is nothing but disgust and pain in sex. You have no place in your heart for men, Ginny. You are free of men, now. The time has come for you to stop lying to yourself and to others.”
Sighing he knelt before her, staring into her eyes. As though she too could see in the dark her eyes locked with his. He could see the confusion on her face. The confusion must be mirrored in his own face.
“Ginny,” he whispered, and again the words flowed, “my sister, child of my own heart. It’s time for you to be at peace. I am here now. I am here for you. I have never left you my sister. Believe me when I say I never will. Whoever you choose to be, make sure it is true to yourself. Because, Ginny, I cannot stand to see you lying to yourself any longer.”
With that said Harry gathered the now crying girl into his arms. He let he cry her fear out upon his shirt. He let his words sink into her mind and understanding come. When the tears were dry and she was still he raised her to her feet.
“Will you be yourself now?” he asked her.
She nodded and Harry smiled. “Good, let’s leave this place now. It’s time for you to speak with Blaise. He’s been very worried about you.”
“Yeah,” Ginny breathed.
Harry understood something at that moment. He understood that this was not over. What he had done by leaving, what Ginny had brought upon herself, would continue to haunt her. She wasn’t done crying. But he hoped, perhaps, that she would know now that she had someone to turn to. Someone that could hold her as she wept. Maybe…maybe he could right this wrong…maybe…
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“Hov did it go?” Viktor asked as Harry neared his place a the Slytherin table.
“Vell,” Harry said, hoping his words were true. Viktor grinned at him, the old custom of Harry using the accent relaxing his aching heart.
“Is she rehabilitated?” Viktor asked.
Harry couldn’t help but smile at his friend as he sat next to him. “She’s at least got a better idea of who to sleep with,” he said with only a slightly forced chuckle.
“Oh?” Viktor asked. He new Harry was forcing himself to be happy but he would go along with the ruse if it helped.
“Yeah,” Harry said, then, “she didn’t even know she was gay.”
“Oh,” Viktor said and Harry laughed outright at the disappointment in his friend’s voice.
“I thought you had your eye on the seventh year Ravenclaw girl…what’s her name?”
“Veronica,” Viktor said, faking a sullen tone.
“Yeah, her,” Harry said his gaze running over the Ravenclaws. When his eyes landed on the dark haired girl he grinned. “She’s cute…if you like that kind of thing.”
“You are incorrigible,” Viktor cried his voice mirroring horror. Harry only grinned. “Vho’s next?”
Harry grimaced and glanced towards the Gryffindor table.
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A/N: I know it’s short but the next chapter should be up soon…sooner if I get reviews *hint, hint*