Drunken Mistakes

Chapter 5

By Heather

Disclaimer: If I owned this I’d be rich and in a bath tub full of Jello ...Yay for me...

Warnings: Slash

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“Malfoy- I mean Draco, This. . . this is odd. I mean one second we hate each other and the next your holding my hand. I don’t know what to do or think or even say for that fact.”

Harry was staring at their clasped hands. They had been sitting beneath the night sky for some while in silence. Harry had decided they better talk about this. It was too weird to be sitting there in comfort with your worst enemy or your ex enemy. If people could see them now, oh what a sight they would be. Two bitter rivals, holding hands, enjoying the glow of the moon.

Harry should find this peculiar. He should find it alarming even, but after a few months with very little human contact, he felt drawn. He had been so alone. His whole life he felt alone, until he had met Ron and Hermione. Now, with the two of them together, he was left to his own defenses once more.

Harry needed someone. He had been through so much. He needed a friend to listen to his stories, let him cry a bit. Even let him get angry and smash some things around a room. He craved to be normal. Normal people had friends to count on. Beside him now was an opportunity for such normalcy. However, only if he could look past the unsupported years of hatred and take a step forward.

“Just say you’ll be my friend. Whatever happens after that happens. I at least want to offer my hand in friendship once again. The first time I went about it for the wrong reasons Harry. I know that what happened a couple weeks ago freaked you out and I have no reason to blame you for that. I never intend to hold that over your head or use it against you. We can chalk it up to two friends who had an understanding for a night. I need a friend, and so do you. We are more a like than you think. Give me a chance, that is all I am asking for. What do you say?”

Harry stared at him for several moments, he didn’t really want to think about the… the night of the party. On the other hand, if Draco wasn’t planning to black mail him and wasn’t pestering him about his mistake, why couldn’t they just move on from it? It was the embarrassment of the next morning that made him panic like that. Once he was honest with himself, he knew it wasn’t the act of sex with a male that had terrified him. It had been the other party involved and the way it took place.

“Okay...Friends. I can handle that.” Harry had a small smile graced his lips.

Sure, he loved talking to his pen pal but now it would be nice to have someone to actually talk to. A real friend. He had thought Ron had been his real friend… Obviously, he had been way off base.

“Great... So, why don’t we just hang out here for a while and talk? You know just relax, no pressure.”

“Sure, but what are we going to talk about this late at night?”

Draco pondered this for a second. “Well, we can talk about anything. Let’s start from the beginning. I mean, what do we really know about one another? All these years we‘ve hated one another, but for what reasons?”

Harry laid back staring up at the stars finally unlocking their hands. “Nothing really. I mean, all I do know is probably a bunch of lies. Which in turn, means we hated each other from peoples lies. So we start from the beginning. You first.”

Draco laid beside him playing with the hem of his own shirt. He was pleasantly surprised that Harry had been so compliant. He knew that Boy Wonder was in need of a friend, yet he had never imagined that he would be so willing to try with Draco.

“Well, I am Draco Lucius Malfoy, sole heir to the Malfoy estate and fortune. My father was really a spy during the war and Mother was killed when he was found out. Though my dad can be a complete ass, I love him a lot. I miss my mother terribly, but I know she would want me to live my life to the fullest. I guess that’s the basics.”

Draco took a deep breath, he was going to open with Harry. If he wanted this friendship to work, he needed to show him he wasn’t like his other so called friends. He would be upfront and to the point.

“ I found out I was gay last summer. Sex with girls was just...gross and I always became excited at the thought of a hard muscular chest pressed against mine. It took my father several weeks to accept it, but eventually he did, only after he found me a proper husband of course. Said to me that I could be a pouf as long as I had married well and gave him the proper heir. My so called “future husband” turned out to be a complete ass and that lasted a whole three hours before I out right stated that I refused to marry the man. My favorite color is green. I absolutely hate carrots and I love strawberry ice cream. With strawberry chunks of course.”

Draco thought again pausing only to decide what else to tell Harry. “Blaise is my best friend, though he doesn’t seem like it sometimes. We grew up together and I can trust him with all of my secrets and know that even if tortured, he would never tell. I have my navel pierced and a tattoo of a small dragon on my hip. Though, I’m known for wild kinky sex, I really do prefer mushy, making love stuff. Well that’s a good handful about me. Now tell me about you. Don’t leave out the good stuff.”

Harry was surprised at some of Draco’s confessions and he’d make sure to ask him later about that piercing. He knew girls pierced their belly buttons, but a guy?

Harry took a few seconds, digging deep into his mind deciding what to share. He had never really confessed any of his life to anyone.

“Well, I am Harry James Potter, sole heir to god knows what to be honest. My god father is a supposed criminal and is sleeping with a werewolf, who is now currently pregnant with their first child. I probably always knew I was gay, just in denial. I finally defeated that bastard, Voldemort in the war, was knocked out for three days and found out that my two best friends were shacking up and too busy to talk to me, and my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley, was sleeping with Dean Thomas because she thought I was going to die.”

Draco stared at Harry wide eyed but let him continue.

“I was abused most of my life though I never really let it ruin my life. I don’t have many true friends, everyone likes me because I am famous, which I hate being. My first year, that Sorting hat tried to put me in Slytherin because it said I’d do well there. I really don’t like being a Gryffindor to be honest as well. I love playing quidditch and love being the seeker for my house. My favorite color is green as well. I don’t enjoy any vegetables really and I never really ate a ton of ice cream so I don’t have a favorite. I have no piercings or tattoos, though I’d like to have a tattoo at some point. And that’s basically what makes the ‘Great Harry Potter.’”

Draco and Harry sat in silence once again going over all the information they had just heard.

“You have your belly button pierced?” Harry asked suddenly in disbelief.

Draco nodded and sat up lifting up his green shirt. There sat the most girly belly ring he had every seen. It was silver and consisted of two diamonds with a small dangling butterfly.

“Dear god, now I have seen everything.”

“Harry, it’s really not a big deal.” Draco laughed as they got up and made their way back into the castle. It was getting late and a little chilly. It wouldn’t be a good idea to get caught at this point.

“But it’s so girly. I mean, wouldn’t you rather have one a little less. . . feminine?” Harry shook his head. “I mean, a butterfly? Why a butterfly of all the things?”

“Because I think it is pretty. Not to mention, I secretly enjoy butterflies. I figured if I was going to have my navel pierced I would have a ring I would enjoy.” He shrugged as if it was no big deal.

Oh but see, this was a big deal. A very big deal. Not only was it the most girly thing Harry had ever seen, it was also the hottest thing. Even if he tried to pretend it wasn’t, his neither regions would disagree.

“Did it hurt?” Harry questioned as Draco walked him up the stairs towards Gryffindor tower. Harry didn’t think he could ever be pierced because of the pain.

“For a split second. It got infected once. My dad was not please when he saw it. See, I could have it done with magic and it would have been fine, 1, 2, 3. But I wanted it done the muggle way to piss him off,” he said chuckling at the memory of the event.

“You don’t plan to have any other piercings, do you?”

“Well, I never really thought about it much but I’m sure I wouldn’t mind one or two more.”

Harry shivered. He couldn’t help but imagine parts of Draco’s body that he’d like to see pierced.

Harry and Draco said good bye at the portrait and Harry stood silently watching him leave. He had the most fun he had in a while with Draco Malfoy. Apparently the world was coming to an end.

Quietly he slipped inside and up to the dorm room. He pulled his curtains around his bed and pulled out parchment and a quill.

Dear Admirer,

I have the weirdest news. Today my worst enemy has asked to be my friend. We spent some time together and got along rather well. It was pretty shocking.

I’m not really sure what to make of it though. I mean, he’s the guy I... I slept with. It’s a little awkward. Think we both can move past it? I hope so. I’m in need of a friend. Not that your not a friend but you know what I mean.

How was your day? I hope all went well. Write me soon.

Love Always,

Harry

He used a spell he had just recently found and set the letter off. He laid down with one hand behind his head and the other over top his bulge. He set himself up for a good wank thinking about a blond man with a butterfly belly ring. Yup, tomorrow was going to be a great day.
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“Why are you so happy this morning Harry?” Ron had been just waking up as Harry was bouncing out of the room. Harry knew that Ron didn’t really actually care. It was the change in Harry’s usually laid back demeanor that made him wonder.

“No reason. . . It’s just a great day. It is lovely outside and just amazing.” Harry smiled ear from ear heading to the great hall for breakfast.

He wasn’t sure if Draco and him were going to be open friends or if it was just between them. He knew there were people that still hated Harry in Slytherin and people that still hated Draco in the other houses. He would hate it if they had to keep in a secret.

He got his answer the moment he walked into the great hall. Someone grasped his arm and dragged him over the Slytherin table. “Draco wishes for you to sit here with him.”

Harry reached Draco and Draco smiled. “Sit. I thought we could enjoy breakfast together. Thought we should break the news to our public.”

Harry sat down across from him, smiling even wider as almost everyone stared at the two mouths agape.

“Sounds great. Want to go flying after? I’m sure I can whoop your behind in a game one on one.” Harry teased filling his plate with food.

“You are so on, Potter.”

Both boys ignored the chaos they were creating and enjoyed their breakfast in a way neither had in a long time.
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Author Note: Tada! I feel this is a pretty good chapter. In their desperate need for a friend they can forgive and forget. Isn’t it beautiful?