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: Aine isn't really Aine lately...just a empty shell of her former self...
Author's Note: So the line with the asterisk (*) in the last chapter, "Don't. Lie. To me." is from one of the 5 movies. Can anyone tell me if they recognize it?
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After a long night of catching up with first day's homework and fighting fatigue and tiredness, Aine found herself propped up against Draco the next morning in their advanced potions class, barely paying attention to the lesson. One would think being the daughter of the professor who is teaching your class would make you pay the closest of attention, but her body thought otherwise.

Draco cast a worried glance to Harry, which went unnoticed by Snape. Draco rubbed the fatigued Slytherin's back softly, taking notes for them both since she would need them later. Harry looked at a dozing Aine in worry.

'Shouldn't the medicine be helping her get better?' Harry thought oblivious to the glare sent his way.

"Mr. Potter, it seems that you know the answer to the important ingredient to today's potion, seeing as your attention is elsewhere." Snape smirked darkly at the deer he caught in his bright headlights. "So please tell the class what ingredient will make the Dragon Flight potion more potent?"

"I...don't know, sir." Harry glared at the potions master after feeling his face burn with embarrassment and anger.

Snape walked over to the Gryffindor table, pointedly eyeing the Boy Who Lived. "Five points from Gryffindor for your housemate's lack of knowledge on the simplest things, and homework assignment." He heard a soft snore and pinched the bridge of his nose in disdain at his child's tiredness. "Ms. Aine." He drawled out her name, hoping to catch her attention somewhat.

Aine stirred a bit as she leaned against Draco, who looked at Snape in slight embarrassment at the situation. "Hm?" came the tired reply, a small yawn escaping her mouth.

"What ingredient can make the Dragon Flight more potent, Ms. Aine?"

Aine gave her limbs a stretch before getting more comfortable. "Lemon Seed." She grabbed onto the blonde's arm and made herself more comfortable, receiving a scathing glare from Pansy across from her.

Snape walked back to his desk, wrapping his robes around himself. "And why does Lemon Seed make this potion more potent?"

"Cuz...the acidity makes it stronger, thus" the Slytherin girl gave a wide yawn "making it last longer."

Snape turned around, looking at his child, inwardly wanting the pill he took earlier to reveal its true ingredients. It wouldn't be ready until at least lunch time. He knew there was something more in that prescription than what Aine was told. "What are the side effects?"

"High temper, clouded judgement, a sense of immortality in the face of death-" Her sleepy answer was cut off buy the potions master.

"Sounds more like a Gryffindor, does it not?" Some the the class laughed at the jibe, excluding the Gryffindors.

Aine gave a wide yawn before placing her head onto her folded arms on the table, intent on a short nap. "Mhmm..."

"Fifteen points for Slytherin, for their housemate being able to answer a simple question even in their sleep." Snape smirked and looked around the classroom in disdain. "Why is no one writing that information down?" Scribbles from quills on parchment quickly filled the room as he made his way to his desk to take roll.

A dark chamber presented itself before Aine, it's sturdy double doors with an ancient rune marking on the front forbidding entrance taunted the Slytherin. She took a few more steps closer, hearing soft hissing growing stronger with each step, pushing her to open the door, to take her prize beyond it. "It belongsss to you..."

Aine went to touch the front of the door, seeing the rune marking glow a blood red color that burned as her hand got closer to her. She grit her teeth as she pressed forward, the pain intensifying as it crawled around her body. With a jolt she woke up, finding herself in the same place as before: the potions class.

"Aine? Are you alright?" Draco helped the girl sit up, brushing back her bangs a bit and noticing her forehead was clammy and her complexion waning in color. He watched her nod wearily, avoiding her father's gaze, since she knew he would be watching at the moment. As she stood, her legs buckled slightly and was caught by his arms. "You're not alright! You're making me worried-"

"And who's fault is that? Mine?" Aine bat away the hand around her and grabbed her books. "Listen, I'll be fine. I just need to eat, so stop acting like a worried goose and more like my boyfriend." The Slytherin girl walked past the blonde, and somehow past the be-speckled boy, in anger.

Draco ran a hand through his locks before looking to Harry at a loss. "I'm not paranoid, right?"

"No, not at all." Both males made their way out the classroom, leaving a contemplative Snape behind. Harry turned to Draco, placing a hand on his shoulder. "How about I go find her, while you get her something to eat?" He watched Draco sigh softly with a nod of his head.

"Sounds like a plan." He looked into green eyes in worry. "Don't you feel that something is wrong with her? Something more than what happened before, when she went barmy?"

"Yeah, I do. We'll fix this." Harry gave the other a reassuring smile before setting off to find Aine.

In another part of the castle, there was a lone figure wandering down the hall. No one seemed to give notice to the presence, yet there seemed to be no one to notice in the first place. Slow, calculated footsteps seemed to lead the dark skinned girl to sturdy double doors with a familiar rune marking on the front. Empty green eyes gazed at the door lazily, not noticing loud, rushed footsteps behind her. A shout of her name went unnoticed as she lifted an arm to the door, feeling a burning sensation work through her limb. That sensation ceased as she was tackled to the ground.

An angry hiss was given to the intruder before she pounced on the other, pinning Harry's hands above his head with a malicious smirk. "Hold you...hold you..." She watched as green eyes widened in surprise at the familiar words.

"No, it can't be-" He was cut off be a knee to his side and another angry hiss was directed at him. Harry struggled in her vice-like grip, amazed at the strength of the other. "Aine! Snap out of it!" He gave her a swift kick to her abdomen, slamming her into a wall. The body stilled as it lay crumpled in a heap, a soft groan escaping from the body. Harry cautiously went toward the other and rolled her over, seeing bleary green eyes look at him. Feeling that she was to her old self, he helped her sit up, smoothing down her locks. 'What the bloody hell is going on?'

"Why are you two down here?" Harry turned to the new voice and saw Dumbledore behind them with a curious look on his face.

'How am I going to explain this one?' Harry looked back at Aine, who was just as confused as everyone else.

After much explaining in the headmaster's office and a thorough lecture about the dangers of that chamber and to stay away from it, and a once over by Pomfrey, both students were dismissed to their next class. Draco met up with both green eyes students, glaring at them.

"What happened?! I'm gone for ten minutes and you both find yourselves in front of the chamber where they keep Voldermort's body!" Draco looked to them for an explanation, obviously worried about both of them. They began their explanation, although in the end it just left them with more questions than answers.

"I also have to go to Madam Pomfrey for a checkup. She's not convinced that I'm taking care of myself. She also thinks Daddy isn't doing a good job either. I promptly told her to shut her noise hole concerning my father. She has no right to come out of her face like that." Aine looked quite miffed and crossed her arms. Draco looked to a weary Aine and sighed handed her a neatly packaged box.

"Eat this. No buts."

Aine smiled and leaned in to kiss the other in appreciation. Before their kiss became too heated, she pulled away with a soft smile. "Such a worry wart."

"You're welcome." Draco smiled and took the other's hand before smiling to Harry. "So, you like hitting girls, hm?" Harry was taken back by the sudden statement and became highly flustered.

"W-Well, you see...she was....uh...there was hissing and-"

"You sure do kick hard, Kitten." Aine interjected with a playful pout, enjoying the other squirm.

"I didn't mean to-"

"Ah, my star pupil!" The smell of sherry wafter around them, and the trio knew it could be only one person. Professor Trewlaney interrupted Harry's defense as she spotted Aine walking in the hall. "The spirits sorely miss your youthful insight this year, dear child." The odd professor looked around them with her magnified glasses in an attempt to scout around for her beloved spirits. It was known that Aine was the only student to be given highest marks in the kooky professor's Divination class, which was a complete mystery to everyone, including Aine.

"Professor, how good to see you again." The Slytherin girl plastered on a fake, interested smile, backing away slowly. "I would love to stay and chat, but I must be off. Homework, you see."

"Oh pish posh! I want to show the first years the fruit of my labor! They can all aspire to be like you: a gifted being with remarkable foresight." She ushered Aine into her classroom, her protests going unheard. Green eyes cast a pitiful look to the other two behind her, before being sucked into the classroom.

While Aine was preening the kooky professors intelligence, or more like poking at it with a stick, Snape was in his potions lab, finally seeing the results of the pill he took from his child's medicine. His face flushed with pure anger at what the ingredient held inside. It explained everything to the potions master: Aine's nausea and weariness and her apparent health not improving. He whirled around, intent on righting the wrong done to his daughter.
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Next chapter shall have some smut, so be forewarned! Review please!