Both Sides of a Secret

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter, but I do own this original character.

Title: Both Sides of a Secret
Pairing: Draco/OC
Rating: R-NC17
Warnings: NO spoilers for Deathly Hallows. Contains: An intersex character (Aine), SLASH, masturbation, possible sexual intercourse, crossdressing, language. All warnings may not apply to this chapter, but they can and will be present in future chapters.
Setting: 7th year of Hogwarts School of Magic. Voldermort is gone, no one is dead. Hurray.
Summary: Will that magical moment happen?
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Aine kept looking into soft silver eyes, holding her glass of iced tea in a stupor. Harry also watched the blonde, wondering if he should be around or make himself scarce. He made a motion for the door before Draco shifted his eyes to the be-speckled boy. "You're not going anywhere. This is as much your mess as it is ours. You're going to help clean it up." Draco looked to Aine, his features softening for the other. "Aine-"

"No...whatever it is, no." Aine turned from her spot and walked briskly over to a table, placing the glass on a coaster, her back to the other. Draco went over to her, waiting a few moments to see if she would speak again. When she didn't, he spoke up.

"I've wanted us to be together for a while, Aine." He closed his silver eyes, taking in his confession. He finally got the courage to tell her his true feelings. "There is nothing more I want-"

"You have no possible idea about what you want!" Aine spun around and gave him an incredulous look, her eyes wild with attempting to push the other away with this look alone. "How can you possibly..." She looked to Harry, then Draco, her voice dropping a few notches. "How can you possibly want someone like me? I'm far from perfect-"

"Who the bloody hell isn't?" It was Draco's turn to cut her off, turning her head to look at him when she turned her face away. "Believe me...I know what it means to be imperfect. Being a git for most of my scholastic career and all..." He sighed when green eyes lowered, avoiding his gaze. "I know there is more to this than you're letting on. But I just want to tell you this," He gave the deep almond skin a gentle brush with his thumb before smiling softly. "that I already know. And I don't care about it."

"Already know?" Aine's bones froze at those words. 'Surely...he couldn't mean...' Green eyes stared bewildered into calm, silver pools and saw the truth in them. He did know! 'He...doesn't care? Impossible...' She held onto the back of the chair to steady herself before gasping as arms encircled her waist. She found herself incredibly close to the other wizard, deep almond hands going to his shoulders on instinct. "Draco...you...can't mean that..."

'What is Draco going on about?' Harry looked on bewildered at the two. He saw Aine in Draco's arms, and felt a pang of jealousy, and lust. Jealousy because he wanted to be in Draco's place since he fancied the dark skinned Slytherin. Lust because he couldn't imagine anything, or anyone, better together.

"I know exactly what I mean, and I would appreciate it if you wouldn't play me for a fool." Creamy hands cupped her face with care. "I know what I said, and I know what I want. It's you." Draco looked into confused and somewhat relieved eyes. His afterthoughts included an image of Harry in this embrace as well, and pushed that thought to the side, for the moment.

"How long have you known?" Aine tentatively asked, still not believing this situation to be real. She gasped as he pressed his face against her neck affectionately, but did nothing more.

"Since we were younger. We took baths together, and you didn't want to stay clothed for long back then." Draco laughed softly before getting hit behind his head.

"Git." She couldn't deny a soft smile from creeping onto her face. They both turned to hear Harry clear his throat to make his presence known once again.

"I'm really glad that you two have finally got together, but I'm quite lost. Is there a big secret that I should know about for things to click into place?" Harry looked to the newly formed couple and waited. He felt a twinge of hurt to see Aine divert her attention to another place. He walked over to them, a worried look on his face. Green eyes searched for its twin before finally tilting her chin towards him, encountering shameful eyes. "Aine..."

"Harry...I..." Her eyes widened then she suddenly pushed the both of them out of her way, making a beeline to the bathroom and shutting the door. Both males could hear retching sounds from the other side of the door and looked at each other in worry.

"Why are you both here?" Green and silver eyes turned to see Snape standing near the door, annoyance etched onto his features. His head turned at another retching sound, his face taking on a look of slight worry, before shifting his eyes to the teens. "Leave. Now." He cut off any and all protests, watching them leave out the door. He turned his gaze to the closed bathroom door and walked to it, tapping the door, hearing a light groan from the other side. "Aine, open the door."

Bleary green eyes glared at the door, wanting it to penetrate to the other side at the visitor. She flushed the toilet and pressed a button that would clean the air of the bathroom. How she loved magical toilets and bathrooms. She then went over to the sink, rinsed out her mouth and grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste. She was in mid brush when the door opened of its own accord, or rather with some help from alohomora. She rolled her eyes and and continued brushing, giving her father a look, via the mirror, that said 'what do you want?'

"Are you taking that prescription?" Severus watched as Aine rolled her eyes and nodded. "Why was Draco and Potter in here?"

Aine paused mid brush before spitting and rinsing out the toothpaste, setting her toothbrush back in its holder. She turned to him with a soft glare. "It's none of your concern..."

"It is my concern, you brat." Snape watched her stride into the room, walking over to her night stand and grabbing the small jar of medicine. He looked suspiciously at the white pill she popped into her mouth with a swig of water. "What is the purpose of not hiding secrets from each other if you wish to parade around as the new Hogwarts tramp?" He nonchalantly took one pill form its jar while she wasn't looking. The father held a look of disinterest when his child snapped her head towards him in rage.

"How DARE you!" Aine glared daggers at her father, who smirked at getting a rise out of his usually indifferent child. She calmed herself down, looking off to the side. She kept quiet after a moment, a small smile creeping onto her face. "Draco and I are an item, it seems. Harry's fault, of course, for having a big mouth." She heard soft footfalls approach her, deciding to keep her eyes on the spot to the side of her. A gentle hand scented with various ingredients lifted her gaze, and she encountered warm, onyx eyes.

"You think I don't approve of this?" He saw her shake her head in affirmation. "You have much to learn, despite being so intelligent and cunning..." He walked over to the round window in her room, looking out at the darkened area below, seeing his daughter standing next to him through the window's reflection. "I'm quite pleased with this turn of events. However, I expect you both to not act like overgrown sacks of hormones and make a spectacle of yourselves." He turned to meet green eyes that had ensnared him countless times, usually not entirely his daughter's doing. "I trust that you are capable of being a fine young adult, but a parental warning us usually a requirement when raising a child. Or so they say."

Aine smiled gratefully at her father and latched onto him in appreciation. "Thank you, Daddy..." Her hushed voice made the room sound too quiet for its own good. Black clothed arms returned the embrace with equal effort. "Does this mean I'll get less detention?"

"Valiant effort, but no." He pulled away smirking at her. He was surprised to see the smirk returned.

"What if I promise not to tell everyone how sappy you are?" She grinned as Severus looked as if he swallowed something wrong, while frowning deeply.

"Such a Slytherin, despite your Gryffindor-like tendencies..."
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"So, what did you get me for my birthday?" Draco smirked at the green eyed male as they stood outside Aine's door. Harry returned the smirk and leaned in close to the other.

"The same thing you got me: nothing. Yet." Draco tilted his head, silver eyes looking playfully at mischievous emerald eyes.

"I never got a chance to celebrate my birthday properly last summer, and I'm sure you haven't either. Want to celebrate together? Just like old times?" Draco absentmindedly brushed back an unruly lock of black hair, seeing warmth in the emerald pools.

The Gryffindor smiled softly and nodded with a small grin. "Just like old times..."

"I believe you two are quite lucky my daughter did not catch this...disturbing display of misplaced affections." Snape sneered at the teens, highly displeased with how close they were. He saw them part quickly before striding over to them, looking pointedly at Draco. "If you think the Dark Lord was hell, Malfoy-"

"It's not what you think-"

"Than tell me, Draco, that you and Potter were not...were not..." Harry couldn't help but smirk at how the Potions Master was having a hard time with what occurred. His smirk immediately fell when Snape's gaze fell on him. "And you, you being, regrettably, one of her closest friends, should know better than to sink so low as to charm away her boyfriend."

"I wasn't charming anyone-"

"Don't. Lie. To me.*" Snape scowled darkly at the Boy Who Lived before returning his gaze to Draco. "I suggest that you re-access your priorities in the near future." He left the teens alone in the hall, his cloak fluttering in his wake.

Draco looked to Harry in worry and guilt. "I guess old habits die hard..." Harry sighed and nodded his head.

"Yeah, it really does..."