Troubled Love

Title: Troubled Love

Time: It takes place in their 7th year

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Chapter 4: Malfoy Manor part one

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The next morning Harry woke up, the whole night he had used Draco’s shoulder as a pillow. He felt one arm around his waist, as he shifted a bit. Draco seemed to be still asleep, his breath was regular and he had a peaceful look on his face. Almost a smile. Harry wondered what time it was... The sun was already shining brightly through the window. But H did didn’t want to get up at all, he loved being where he was.

He felt Draco shift underneath him and murmur something that sounded as “‘Arry”. Harry couldn’t help his lips curve into a smile. ‘I hope Draco’s dreaming of me!’ He thought, kissing Draco’s chest.

After a few minutes Draco woke up, groaning a bit.

“Morning.” Harry whispered looking up.

Draco looked down mildly surprised, but the surprise turned within one second into a beautiful smile, “Morning, did you sleep well?”

Harry nodded crawling up a bit so they were both lying on the same pillow. Draco snuggled into Harry a bit more. His head was in Harry’s neck and his arm was around Harry’s body. “I don’t feel like getting up,” he murmured against Harry’s skin. “Let’s stay here in bed.”

Harry closed his eyes again. He liked the pressure of Draco’s body on his, especially now that Draco was caressing his belly and waist with his finger nails. He felt Draco’s hair tickle against his cheek. Sighing happily he fell asleep again, this was truly heaven.

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When Harrye upe up again, he felt that the warmth of Draco’s body was gone. Quickly he scanned the room, looking for him.

He saw Draco sitting in front of the fire, drinking a sup of tea and reading some kind of letter. He didn’t seem to like the content of the letter, there was a worried and annoyed look on his face.

Harry climbed out of the bed, putting on a black silk pyjama top(obviously Draco’s) and walked towards Draco. “Hay.” he said shyly, after kissing his cheek.

Draco shot up, “Oh...Hay,” he said, putting the letter away quickly. “I didn’t know you were up already. Do you want a cup of tea?”

Harry frowned, ‘what’s so secret about the letter that Draco had to hide it from me?’

“You look troubled.” Harry said, after sitting in silence for a couple of minutes watching the worried look on Draco’s face.

Draco smiled, “That’s because I am troubled.”

“What is it?” Harry asked.

Draco suddenly blushed in crimson. “Well... It’s kind of embarrassing...” he stuttered, looking down.

Harry frowned, biting his lip. “Will you tell me?”

“Well, I don’t really have a choice. I have to tell you.” Draco said, blushing even more.

Harry raised his eyebrows but remained silent. ‘He looks so adorable’ He thought, sighing softly.

“You know... when we brought those bra’s? Well that woman asked me if we were together and... well she knew my mother and stuff... So I said ‘yes’. I really didn’t know she and my mother were so close, really I didn’t. I didn’t know she would tell my mother and that my mother would tell my father and that my father wants to meet you tonight. To show you to a bunch of friends, I really didn’t!” Draco exclaimed, talking much faster than usual. At the end the expression on his face was almost desperate.

To Draco’s surprise, Harry began to laugh.

“What could possibly be so funny? I confessed to you I lied and I just told you that I have to drag you to this stupid dinner!” Draco said rather annoyed.

Harry immediately stopped laughing when he saw the annoyed expression on Draco’s face. “I already know what you said to that woman, I heard it when I was in the changing room.”

“You did?” Draco asked surprised. “Why didn’t you tell me? Aren’t you mad at me for lying?”

“No! You didn’t lie to me...” Harry grinned. “But why did you lie to that lady?”

“Well... I think I wanted to show off.” Draco admitted, blug ong once again.

Harry smiled and walked over to Draco, who immediately sat back so Harry could sit on his lap. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Harry whispered, sitting down and kissing Draco on his lips.

Draco kissed back eagerly, running his tongue over Harry’s lips. Harry opened his mouth in response, letting a velvet tongue in.

“So you’ll go with me tonight?” Draco almost begged, when they broke their kiss.

Harry pretended to think for a few seconds. “Well... OK, but I aspect you to pay me tonight.” he smirked.

Draco raised his eyebrows “I didn’t know you were corruptible”

“Well, when it comes to this, I am.” Harry wiggling with his eyebrows.

Draco kissed him a few times before saying, “We’ll have to leave soon. We’ll have to do something about your scar though... If my father sees it, we’re in big trouble. Besides some of my father’s friends are Death Eaters. And I think my mother will have everything ready for you. Like a dress.”

Harry swallowed, he hadn’t thought about that. “Death Eaters?” he asked, looking extremely worried.

Draco nodded, “Don’t worry I wont let them touch you. I don’t like them either, unfortunately I’ll be disowned when my fathindsinds that out and I don’t want that to happen.”

Harry noticed that Draco didn’t want to talk about this subject, he seemed so sad. “I’ll ask Hermione what to do about the scar.” Harry said, changing the subject completely.

Draco smiled again, “It’s 11 o’clock now... So you’ll have an hour to pack, because we wont be back until tomorrow evening. My father wanted us to be there at 12.”

Harry shot up, “I’ll have to hurry, knowing Hermione...” He walked to thor aor and opened it, closing it right away. “Draco, how am I supposed to get out of this room and walk out of the Slytherin dungeon without anybody noticing?”

Draco walked towards him and opened the door, “It’s ok, there will only be first years in the common room. All the other Slytherins don’t get out of bed before 12. Do you want me to walk you out?”

Harry nodded shyly.

Draco grabbed his hand and walked from the stairs. To Harry’s surprise and relieve no one in the common room even looked up when they walked to the portrait.

“See you in an hour.” Draco whispered, kissing Harry on his lips.

“Where?” Harry asked

“In front of this portrait, I’ll be waiting for you.” Draco smiled.

Reluctantly Harry kissed Draco one more time and walked towards the Gryffindor tower, looking for Hermione.

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“There you are!” Harry exclaimed, walking into the girls dorm after searching almost everywhere.

Hermione looked up and smiled. “How did you get here? Didn’t the invisible barrier stop you?”

“Nope,” Harry said, walking over to Hermione. “I need your help. I have to go Draco’s house tonight and they can’t see my scar otherwise Draco and me will be in big trouble...”

Hermione raised her eyebrows and grinned, “Already meeting his parents?”

Harry glared at her “It’s not like that! Anyway, I must be back in 40 minutes. Don’t you have some kind of make-up?”

Hermione rolled her eyes, “Make-up? Ever heard of magic... like some kind of vanishing spell?”

Harry slapped himself on the head “Why didn’t I think of that!”

“Try Vanisimo” Hermione offered, raising her wand. “Vanisimo!”

From the look on Hermione’s face, Harry knew the spell had worked. “How long will it stay vanished?” he asked

“Eh... I think a couple of hours, if I were you I would refresh the spell every three hours.” Hermione smiled. “So do you want me to help you pack?”

Harry raised his eyebrows, “So you’re able to interrogate me?”

Hermione snickered, “Well, I would like to know...”

“It was great. I’m not telling you more.” Harry smiled, walking out of the girls dorm.

Hermione ran after him, “You did use something right?”

Harry frowned, “What do you mean?”

“Some protection?” Hermione whispered, since they were in the common room.

A wave of shock rushed through Harry’s body, they didn’t use a condom... “Yeah, of course!” Harry lied. ‘He was a boy right? So he couldn’t become pregnant, right?’ “Why?”

Hermione let out a relieved sigh “I forgot to tell you that you have more change to become pregnant than other girls, but if you used something you don’t have to worry about that.”

Harry stared at her in shock. ‘More chance? Pregnant? He pregnant? No, of course not’ He quickly shook away the thought.

“Harry, are you OK?” Hermione asked concerned.

“Yeah, I’m fine” Harry lied, “I just realised I haven’t got much time to pack left. So I’ll go now.” He turned to leave, but Hermione stopped him.

“Bye, have a great time.” She said, kissing his cheek.

“Thanks” Harry said, forcing a smile on his lips and walked out of the Gryffindor common room to his own room.

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All packed and ready, Harry walked up to the Slytherin portrait. He was wearing his invisibility cloak and saw Draco stand before the Slytherin portrait. He was obviously nervous and impatient. He kept checking his watch over and over again. Harry snickered and removed his cloak.

“Finally!” Draco exclaimed, grabbing the bag Harry had in his hand.

“I’m not even late.” Harry said, almost indignantly.

Draco smiled and stepped closer to him, moving his hair away from his face. “Ah, you managed to hide that scar of yours.” He said relieved, kissing the spot were the scar used to be. “Lets get going.”

Harry walked behind Draco through the Slytherin portrait towards the fireplace in the middle of the common room. He looked around him and noticed no one was in the common room.

“I send them away.” Draco said, as if he could read Harry’s mind. “Make sure you don’t step out when you see the first fireplace of the Malfoy Manor. Take the second one, that’s my room.”

“You have your own fireplace?” Harry asked surprised, taking a hand of the floo powder Draco was handing to him.

Draco nodded, “Don’t forget that I’m a spoiled little git.”

Harry laughed and stepped into the fireplace. “Malfoy Manor!” He yelled.

‘Second fireplace, second fireplace’ Harry reminded himself. He was getting sick, this was the longest trip he ever made using floo powder.

A few minutes later he stepped out of the fireplace in Draco’s room. It wasn’t as the one in Hogwarts at all. The room was red? There were two big leather sofa’s, with only one armrest which was a bit curled. (Get the picture? I love those sofa’s they look like the ones the Roman had) A big bookcase covered one wall completely. Beautiful leather covered books were standing on the shelves. In a corner of the room stood a big desk.

Harry heard Draco step out of the fireplace behind him and turned around. Draco was, just as he was, covered with dust. They began to get rid of the dust on each others cloaks.

“You have a beautiful room.” Harry smirked. “Never knew you liked the colour red”

Draco rolled his eyes. “Just because I hate Gryffindors doesn’t mean I hate the colour red.”

Harry snickered and grabbed his bag “So, where will I be sleeping?”

“I think the house elves prepared my guest room for you, but of course I don’t expect you to really sleep there. I figured you could sneak to my room.” Draco smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Harry raised his eyebrows and said “Oh, no! I would never do that, I would be breaking your parent’s trust.”

Draco pouted “I thought you might be scared, lying there all alone in a room. Near my Death Eater father and that you would like my company.”

Harry laughed “Well lets see how close it is to your father’s room.”

Draco, who was still pouting, opened a door that lead to his bedroom. “This is my bedroom” He said.

Harry walked through the big room. It was a bright room with big window’s one of them was a door that lead to a big balcony. A white gigantic four-poster bed stood in the middle of the room and a beautiful wooden wardrobe against one of the walls.

“Wow” Harry managed ty. Hy. He always thought Draco would have a dark black room, not a white one. It was so beautiful.

Draco grabbed Harry’s hand. “I want to show you something” He said, pulling Harry towards his bed.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked suspiciously.

“Look up to the ceiling” Draco said, pointing to a beautiful starry sky “I’ll show you all the stars if you come to my room tonight.” Sticking out his tongue to Harry.

Harry pouted “You’re bribing me!”

“It’s your fault!” Draco smirked “You didn’t want to sleep in my bed, so I’ll just have to Make you sleep in my bed.”

Suddenly a bell rang inside Draco’s room.

“Oops” Draco whispered “We’re expected down stairs.”

“Oh” Harry said, he thought he would have time to change before he met Draco’s parent’s. Looking to Draco, he saw Draco was still in his school robes too. “Don’t we have to change?”

“Yes, we have” Draco agreed. “I think your clothes are in your room. A house elf will help you.”

“My clothes are in my bag” Harry said confused, walking behind Draco through a door.

“My mother always provides my guest with clothes. She’s always so annoying about those things, she wants everything to be perfect.” Draco explained. “This is your room.”

Harry walked into a room similar to Draco’s only a little bit smaller. “And you expect me to come to your bed, when my room is next to yours?” Harry snorted.

Draco just glared. “Make sure your ready within 10 minutes, I’ll pick you up and guide you to my parents.”

Harry walked to his bed where his clothes were lying. “Muggle clothes?” Harry asked stunned, but Draco was already gone.

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Ten minutes later, Harry was ready to meet Draco’s parents. He was wearing Ralph Lauren jeans, a black Armani sweater with a boat neck and black flat shoes(they were really cute and looked like little ballet shoes). He Draco’s mother even provided him with jewellery and perfume, a beautiful gold slave bangle and a simple gold necklace. A house elf braided his hair into a long braid. Even though it wasn’t really Harry’s taste, he had to say that he was looking pretty good.

Draco knocked on his door and walked in. Harry could see his eyes widen when he spotted him. “You look gorgeous.” Draco said, kissing his cheek.

“Thanks, you too” Harry said, admiring Draco’s clothes. (Black trousers, a grey sweater and underneath the sweater he was wearing a white shirt.)

“Thanks,” Draco smiled. “It’s not really my taste, I only wear it to please my mother.”

“Well, I think you look quite stunning” Harry admitted shyly, blushing a little.

They walked through a long corridor towards a hallway. The ceiling was as high as in a church and the second floor was just like a balcony. They walked from the stairs and were about to step into the room when Harry suddenly jerked Draco back from the door.

“What’s my name?” Harry whispered.

“Freya and you’re in Ravenclaw,” Draco whispered back “OK?”

Harry nodded as Draco opened the door.

Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were waiting for them, standing next to an enormous table. They were not dressed in muggle clothes.

Lucius walked over to Harry. Shaking his hand he said, “Welcome to the Malfoy Manor, Freya.”

“Thank you, sir” Harry responded, feeling really nervous.

“Oh please, call me Lucius” Lucius smiled.

Harry smiled, ‘this is really insane! Lucius Malfoy tells Harry Potter to call him Lucius!’

“This is my wife, Narcissa.” Lucius continued, pointing to a blond tall woman.

Harry walked up to her and shook hands with her too “Hello” He almost whispered.

“I must say, Draco, you picked out a beauty” Harry heard Lucius say to Draco. Pretending he didn’t hear any of it, he walked back to Draco.

“Let’s eat” Lucius said, guiding Harry and Draco to the table.

There were all kinds of bread, fruits and drinks on the table.

“So, how did you two met? And when?” Lucius asked. It was the one question Harry feared, He and Draco didn’t get their stories straight.

Luckily Draco answered for him, “Well, it was actually very funny. Wasn’t it dear?” he smiled.

“Yes, it was” Harry answered, still a little stunned because of the dear part. He absolutely hated that word, it sounded as if they were eighty and married for sixty years. Looking into Draco’s eyes and seeing Draco’s lips curve into a smirk, he knew Draco was teasing him. “Dear” Harry added quickly.

“Anyway,” Draco continued his story. “Or do you want to tell it?”

Harry froze, ‘How could he!’ “No, it’s ok. You’re much better in telling stories.” Harry said, faking a smile.

“OK, we were both in the library looking for a book. We both needed the same book, because Professor Snape had assigned a very difficult essay about some weird potion. We grabbed the book at the same time and because she’s a girl I offered her the book. Even though I had to finish it before the next day. Freya knew this and offered to make the essay together and we did. That is how we met” Draco finished his story.

‘That is So cliché!’ Harry thought. “Oh, honey you forgot the part that we bumped our heads against each other! That was hilarious.”

Draco glared at Harry for a second, making sure his parents didn’t notice. “Oh! How could I forget!” Draco exclaimed, completely overreacting.

“Well, that’s a funny story.” Narcissa said with a bored tone in her voice. “Anyway, there are some things we need to discuss before the dance tonight.”

“Excuse mothmother. Did you say dance?” Draco asked, looking somewhat worried.

“Yes, Draco, I said dance. I know I said in the letter that it was a dinner, but I changed my mind.” Narcissa said.

“Draco, would you come with me? I have some things I would like to show you.” Lucius asked Draco after Narcissa had given him a glare.

Harry froze as Draco nodded. ‘How could he leave me here alone?’ Harry felt Draco squeeze his hand a little before standing up. After kissing his cheek, Draco and Lucius left the room.

Harry continued eating his fruits, not looking at Narcissa. It was obvious she wanted to talk to him alone, without men. Probably about girl-things. Realising that Harry became even more nervous, he didn’t know anything about girl-things.

“So...” Narcissa began. “How long have you and Draco been together?”

Harry froze “Eh... two years,” He stuttered.

“Oh. Draco said one year and 10 months” Narcissa said, raising one eyebrow.

“Well.. you see...” Harry stuttered again. “The first two months were a little weird, you could say we had something. But Draco didn’t ask me until Christmas” ‘OHMYGOD! That was close! Draco should have told me what he ! He’s going to be so dead the next time I’m alone with him!’

Narcissa raised her eyebrow again, “Oh... I see. The reason that I wanted to talk to you alone is that I want to ask you some questions. Is that OK?”

Harry swallowed and nodded slightly.

“Are you still a virgin?”

If Harry had been drinking something, it would be everywhere by now. “What?”

“You heard my question young girl. You must understand that I must test you before I allow you to have a relationship with my son. I’m very angry with my son, I can’t believe he didn’t tell me before! So what is your answer?”

“No, I’m not” Harry confessed.

“Ah!” Narcissa said, suddenly smiling. “Finally someone who’s honest. The last girl, Pansy, was a terrible liar. And believe me, I know when someone’s lying.”

Harry felt completely uncomfortable and tried to smile. ‘Please, Draco, come back!’ He begged inside his head.

“Do I know your parents?” Narcissa asked.

‘Oh No! This is going so wrong’ “No, I don’t think so” Harry answered.

“You should invite them to come over tonight” Narcissa said kindly, although Harry knew it was to question them too.

“I don’t think that’s possible” Harry stuttered, shifting on his chair.

“Why not, If I may ask” Narcissa asked surprise.

“Because... Because...” Harry stuttered again. “Because they’re ...”

“Dead.” Draco said walking into the room again, his cheeks were flushed with anger. “How could you mother!” he asked, furiously.

Harry sighed in relieve.

Narcissa looked at Draco, looking as innocent as a baby. “What is it honey?”

“I won’t have you interrogating H... Freya like that! If you will excuse us” Draco fumed, walking towards Harry and holding out his hand.

Harry gladly took it and stood up. They walked out of the room and up to Draco’s room.

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“I’m so sorry you had to go through that!” Draco said, pulling him into a hug. “I didn’t realise it at first.”

“It’s OK” Harry whispered in Draco’s ear. “I survived.”

“My mother’s always like that. She doesn’t care about me, only about my reputation. I’m getting so sick of it” Draco said, collapsing on the bed,

Harry walked to the bed and sat next to him, kissing him on his forehead, not knowing exactly what to say.

Suddenly Harry began to laugh, he couldn’t help it.

Draco looked at him strangely, “What?”

“That story you made up, how we met. That was hilarious!” Harry laughed. “I can’t believe they brought it, it’s so cliché!”

Draco began to laugh too, “I had to think up something!”

Harry ran his fingers over Draco’s soft cheeks and kissed him, pulling Draco down on top of him.

Draco ran his hand through Harry’s hair and asked, “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” Harry smiled.

“Well... We could stay here... or we could go horse-riding. That’s what I do, when I’m bored. We’ve got twenty horses in the stables, I could show you around.” Draco smiled back.

Harry bit his lip. “Let’s do both. We’ve got plenty of time”

Draco grinned and kissed Harry again. At first Draco kissed him in a very decent way, just a gentle pressing of skin on skin; then Draco’s tongue darted out to trace his mouth, changing the kiss. Once Harry’s lips had been delicately outlined, Draco slid his tongue between them, making Harry moan and clutch his shoulders. Draco deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth more firmly, placing one hand behind Harry’s neck to hold him in place while the other held onto his waist. Harry gasped against his mouth, when they finally broke their kiss.

Draco buried his head beside Harry’s neck and licked the skin there, making Harry moan. Harry responded, stripping off Draco’s sweater and unbuttoning his shirt a bit so he could place warm, wet kisses on Draco’s chest.

Draco suddenly slid to the floor on his knees, settling himself between Harry’s legs. He grabbed Harry’s little shoes and threw them into the air, after that he sat up unbuttoning the buttons on Harry’s jeans.

Harry stood up for a second, allowing Draco to pull down his jeans. He shivered as the cold air hit his legs.

A giggle escaped Harry’s lips when Draco slipped his hand into his underwear and between her thighs. His long, slow caresses evoked a continuous line of breathless moans from Harry. And when he slid one long finger inside of him. Harry responded him with a long gasp. The heat was burning him up. Draco slid another finger into him. Causing him to nearly scream.

Luckily he didn’t because the next moment, someone was knocking on Draco’s door. Harry’s face formed an expression of horror, looking down to Draco.

Harry quickly grabbed his clothes and ran into his bedroom when Draco asked, “Who is it?”

“Your mother” the voice of Narcissa said behind the door.

“What do you want?” Draco asked.

“To see if you two were still here, that’s all. I’ll be leaving again.” And with that, Narcissa left.

Draco was groaning in frustration when Harry entered the room again. “She didn’t even apologise!” Draco exclaimed.

Harry walked up to Draco and pinned him against the wall, kissing his lips again. But Harry was far too nervous for tonight to really continue what they were doing, so he whispered against Draco’s lips, “Let’s go horse riding”

Draco pouted, obviously disappointed.

Harry rolled his eyes, “That won’t get you anywhere as long as you’re with me, besides it doesn’t suit you!”

“But we’ll continue tonight, right?” Draco asked, still pouting.

Harry smiled and nodded.

“See! It did get me somewhere, in your bed” Draco said, sticking out his tongue

Harry raised his eyebrows and glared, “I was actually planning to come to your bed, and watch the starry sky”


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Jummy Slash’s coming up, I promise! Don’t forget to review! Hugs, Cherish (Oh, by the way, this is the longest chapter I\'ve ever written!!)