Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love For What You Believe In ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 4 )

His destination was the prefect washroom and he rushed with such haste it made heads in the corridor watch him pass.
The prefect's corridor was empty. Harry looked at the door. Now he was there, he really didn't know what to do.
I'm here. He thought, wondering what the answer would be.
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Draco turned to face the door in a flash.
He heard! The blonde started panicking. What am I going to do!?
Harry smiled. You could try letting me in. Draco hesitated but complied; he wrapped a small green towel around his hips and opened the door wide. Harry stepped in and closed the door behind him. Nothing was said or thought. Harry looked at the grey eyes of his long time rival and wondered how he had never seen them properly before. Harry stepped forwards towards Draco, his bare chest still glistening wet, his hair slicked back so that it accentuated his strong jaw. Harry ran his hands around Draco’s slender waist and embraced him. The attraction Draco felt at that moment he had never felt before in all his life, he was intrigued by the sensations pulsing from where Harry’s hands lay on his hips. It seemed as if the past years of fighting had vanished from the mind of both boys to be replaced with the real truth and the beginning of a marvellous relationship.
Draco ran his hands down Harry's chest, grasping the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. Draco marvelled once again at the creamy skin underneath. Harry smiled sweetly as, right then, he was genuinely happy. He chuckled as Draco ran his fingers along his back. Harry stepped away and turned to face the bath. Draco watched him inquisitively, following his movements carefully. Harry took off his trousers folding them carefully, followed by his boxers and placed his glasses on top of them. He looked over his shoulder at Draco and a smirked graced his faced, one mischievous enough to challenge Draco’s own. And with that he leapt into the bath, the water cascading everywhere. Draco stood saturated to the core, the once dry towel falling limply to the stone floor. He stood at the edge expressionless and suddenly erupted in laughter. Harry smiled swimming around and blowing bubbles in the fragrant water.
“You're going to pay for that!” Draco shouted cheerily, kicking away the towel and jumping back into his bath. He chased Harry grabbing him and pinning him against the wall of the bath. Both boys were breathing heavily and grinning at each other, a sparkle in their eyes. Draco gently grasped Harry's wrists and raised them above his head, his face moving closer to Harry's. Their lips brushed faintly, Harry pressed his lips to Draco's initiating the kiss that both boys so desperately wanted.
Draco's tongue swept across Harry's lips parting them slightly. Harry flicked his tongue against Draco's battling gracefully. Draco took his hands from Harry's wrists and grabbed his buttocks, Harry following by wrapping his legs around Draco's waist. The kiss broke apart, both boys panting heavily but still smiling none the less. Harry swung his arms around Draco's neck embracing him as if he was about to be stolen away.
I'm so happy, I could stay here forever.
“I know what you mean” Draco said breathing into the crook of Harry's neck. He moved his head out and looked up at the boy wonder. “It's strange how thing's change in a heartbeat isn't it?” he asked
“Definitely, but at least it has changed for the better.”
“So true” replied the blonde kissing Harry on the chin causing him to laugh hysterically. I see that's a sensitive spot he remarked making a note of it.
The boys laid on the cold floor next to one another hand in hand.
“This is going to be a complicated thing to explain to everyone, I don't know if I could handle the abuse.” Harry remarked sorrow sounding in his voice. “ I want to be close to you because I feel that we really understand each other, but I don’t want to imagine what might happen…”
“Well maybe we could keep it secret. I mean I know that if and when my father hears of this he will be livid and for the time being – while we figure this out – I’ like not to have to incur his wrath” Draco suggested calmly.
“And how do you propose we do that?”
“Well its not like we actually have to talk to each other is it? And then we could meet up in private. It would definitely mean we would have private time together” Harry considered the idea and found it to his liking.
“Sounds like a plan” He smiled “that's a point I've been meaning to ask you, how can we communicate without words?”
“It's something called a cerebral bond. But it was thought to only be a myth, but it seems that we're living proof that it's not”
“Oh sounds complicated.” Harry chuckled to himself.
“Well I better go Hermione and Ron are expecting me at dinner” he gave the blonde a sweet kiss on the lips and redressed leaving the blonde. Draco noticed that his lips tasted vaguely of cinnamon.
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He took his seat at the long table quietly hoping to not draw too much attention to himself.
“Your hair's wet.” Hermione stated, spooning some potatoes onto her plate.
“Oh , yeah I had a shower - thought it might make me feel better”
“Really? I didn't see you.” Ron added
“Well, you must have just missed me” Harry shovelled food onto his plate, that hot bath had made him ravenous.
“I guess so” Ron replied not really paying that much attention
Draco walked in not long after this conversation, his hair gleaming wet and tucked behind his pale ears. Harry looked up mesmerised by the blonde, all he could remember was their tender kisses earlier and was instantly happy. The Slytherin looked over and their eyes met. Harry tried not to smile, Draco smirked with determination to be discreet.
You're hair looks cute behind your ears he told Draco. The blond looked away feverishly hastily striking up in berating the first year in front of him for walking so slowly.
Aw, don't be mean Draco. It's not his fault you're cute. Harry was getting delight out of Draco's flustering and was smiling evilly.
“What's so amusing?” Ginny said sitting down next to Harry.
Harry came crashing back to reality.
“Oh er nothing.”
“It must be something; you never smile like that over nothing.”
“Right… I was just thinking how much of a pratt Draco looks like”
His three companions looked over in the direction of the Slytherin.
“You're right there mate” Ron chuckled “hm his hairs wet too.”
“Wow maybe he washed Ron, maybe you should follow his example, you reek.” Ginny said looking rather disgusted that she was related to Ron.
“Oi” Ron tried sounding firm but the fact that he looked like a beetroot diminished all those hopes.
Harry sighed in relief.
“So Harry do you want to go for a walk out by the lake?” Ginny asked. He wanted to say no but he knew that it would hurt her so he reluctantly nodded in agreement.
The pair stood.
Ginny wants me to go and walk with her down by the lake, help me Draco - she's been in love with me like forever and I’ll never be able to return it…… this could go badly, I know how obsessed she is.
The blonde looked up and there eyes met across the crowded hall yet again. They were gone out of the doors in an instant, Draco watched as the mess of dark hair disappeared from sight and he discreetly took his leave from the table and began to follow the pair. I'm behind you I won't let anything happen. Draco stood behind a large tree not far the lake's edge watching them walk away.
Ginny sat on the lake's shore and invited Harry to sit next to her, which he did. She reached out her hand to touch his, but he pulled it away.
“Don't” he whispered
“But Harry I love you.” She moved closer to him.
“I don't feel the same Gin, you know I don't.”
“I don't believe you.” She leaned in and tried to kiss him. He stood and looked down at her.
“Don't.” he repeated.
“Why do you treat me this way Harry?” the youngest Weasley stood too, rage becoming obvious in her face.
“Gin, I've always treated you well, you're a nice girl. But I just don't feel that way about you.”
“You do, I know you do.” Tears started to stream down her face.
“I've never given you any reason to think I do. I'm flattered and everything but it's just not going to happen.”
Before he could react, Ginny had struck him hard across the cheek and run off towards the castle.
Draco stepped out from behind the tree.
“I'm here” he said taking Harry in his arms
“I wish they'd just leave me be, all of them. This act is getting so boring and it’s tiring”
Draco stroked his hair and brought him down onto the floor.
“I will always be here for the real you.”
And there they sat at the water's edge in a loving embrace as the sun set and slowly shrouded them in darkness.