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Leave the Photos At Home	By : lolafalola Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 11354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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LEAVE THE PHOTOS AT HOME

Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and her minions own everything related to Harry Potter and his magical world. I make no money from this paltry piece of Potterotica.

WARNING: The following contains homosexual sex and incest. Do not read if you are uncomfortable with those.

Characters: Harry Potter, Colin Creevey, and Dennis Creevey

Author�s Note: This was my first attempt at any Harry Potter fanfiction.

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Harry had been staring at the pictures for about 30 minutes. Without even realizing it his mouth had been open almost the whole time. He didn�t realize it until his jaw started to ache and his lips and tongue were parched.

After awhile, he was looking at these pictures with the various emotions ranging from curiosity to shock to humiliation to disgust and finally settling on anger. A new emotion crept into his mind, amusement. He was wondering how they had taken one particular shot to show what porn movies referred to as the �money shot� so that it happened over and over again. It seemed like an unusual angle and even though he hadn�t done this particular act, much less with another man! He would have thought that the camera would have been placed in such away as to make the �bottom� very uncomfortable.

He couldn�t believe that in the span of less than an hour, he had gone from being slightly tired and very hungry and only thinking about getting ready for a shower and dinner to trying to figure out if someone would have to stretch beforehand and be excessively limber to do some of the things he was seeing.

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Harry had come back from a late afternoon Quidditch practice when he found a large, brown envelope on his bed addressed simply as �Harry, please read this when you are alone.� He looked pensively at the envelope and then looked around to see if anyone was watching him or to see if this was some kind of joke. Then, without hesitation he pulled out his wand.

After casting a series of spells to see if the contents were dangerous or if there were any spells or potions on the package itself, he felt confident that the envelope was rather innocuous and picked it up to drop all the contents onto his bed.

A series of photographs feel out of the bed. They were all wizarding photographs, so they were all moving. Just from a cursory view, it seemed that in most of the pictures the people in it were naked, all male and all thrusting and rubbing, the amount of initial motion taking place on his bed made him feel a little queasy. The very last thing to come out of the envelope was a piece of parchment with a rather loopy writing on it. He decided to initially forgo the pictures and read the note first. The note read:

Harry,

I know that as a fellow Gryffindor, you should be aware that these photos exist. I found them on top of Colin�s trunk about three weeks ago and hid them when he came back into the room for fear of him realizing what I had found. I have been watching you and specifically, your interactions with him and his brother and I suspect that not only do you not know that these photos exist, but rather something a bit more devious is going on. I am not sure.

Regardless, I should have just put the photos down and minded my own business but I felt that you should know the honest truth and someone had to be brave enough to tell you about it. However, as one of Colin�s roommates, I fear I am not as heroic a Gryffindor as you are. So, I shall not be signing my name.

I wish you the best.

Later after viewing the photos, Harry still shook his head when he kept internally repeating that last line, �I wish you the best.� How could anyone who had viewed these photos wish him THAT unless they thought he was one of the biggest shirt-lifters in Great Britain!

Then, just before he could start going down the self-abuse thought process of �why does this kind of shite always happen to me�, Harry heard a set of loud footfalls coming down the hall with a muffled voice that was distinctly Ron�s saying, �Don�t worry Hermione, I�ll be down as soon as I get Harry. I�m sure he�s done with his shower by now.� Without hesitation, Harry proceeded to put all the pictures and the parchment haphazardly into the envelope and then shoved the envelope under his pillow. He threw himself in a prone position on the bed just in time to hear Ron noisily throw the door open and proclaim, �Harry, did you fall asleep in your Quidditich gear and without even taking a bath? Get up you lazy ponce!�

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It was late and Harry felt certain that his roommates were finally asleep. It was Ron�s snoring that confirmed the last person had indeed fallen asleep. For a split second, he felt that he was back on Privet Drive and having to pull out his textbooks again to start studying. Only this time, what he was pulling out wasn�t nearly as innocent as Miranda Goshawk�s book on standard spells.

As Harry pulled the brown envelope out from it�s hiding spot and slowly dumped the contents back onto his bed again, he noticed something about the pictures this time that he hadn�t before. When he hastily placed the pictures back into the envelope, he didn�t notice that there was writing on the back of every picture. Apparently, the pictures were numbered �1st picture taken�, �23rd picture taken� and so on. So, without much thought, Harry turned all the pictures over and began to organize them so that when he turned the pictures over face up the �first� picture would be on top.

There were 86 pictures in all. With only an initial view of the organization, it would appear that the pictures were trying to tell a story, but no matter which picture it was, be it the first, the twenty-third, or the eighty-sixth, Harry was in every single shot. How could he be in every shot when he absolutely despised having his picture taken and he certainly wouldn�t have posed for these!

The first two pictures seemed innocent enough; one was of Harry with his arm around Colin Creevey and the next with his arm around Dennis Creevey. In both pictures, Harry looked giddy and had his arm around the Creevey shown. In the one with Colin, Harry definitely had a look that seemed more like a leer and he kept staring at the older Creevey in a way that made Harry most uncomfortable. From there the pictures start to go downhill rather quickly.

There are pictures where Harry is seen without his shirt, acting like a prancing git moving around the picture begging to be seen. Then he�s seen as completely nude as the day he was born in the next set of shots. From there the pictures take a more serious and carnal turn.

The next series of pictures seemed to be him, still nude with just Colin. In them he starts off staring at Colin, while Colin places a small and shy kiss on Harry. From there he and Harry are starting to make out. Then in a series of disturbing scenes, Harry is seen as sucking on Colin�s neck as Colin gasps and runs his hands through Harry�s messy hair. Pictures of Harry taking off Colin�s clothes, pictures of Harry and Colin, their mouths in passionate kisses as their hands run up and down each others bodies. They seem to be rutting into each other like a pair of animals in heat. Later the pictures switch to pictures of Harry with Dennis. They were in similar poses and similar states of familiarity.

The only thing, except for a few at the end that struck Harry as rather odd angles, was that the earlier pictures were all at the same elevation at the same angle. It�s almost as if the pictures were being taken automatically on a muggle tripod.

After, the pictures where they are snogging, Harry sees that they decide to take it to the next level. Again, there are pictures of him and Colin, only now they�re of Colin giving Harry, what he can only imagine to be a fantastic blowjob judging by a most unusual look on his face. Then Harry in a later subset returns the favour.

On and on the pictures go, until Harry is fucking Dennis up the arse. Something Harry would have never dreamed of in a thousand years. Just the thought, he realizes is worse than any dream or memory that Voldemort ever forced him to watch. He shudders even though he�s under thick blankets.

Harry puts the pictures away and tries desperately to clear his mind. Finally falling asleep, Harry realizes something needs to be done about this tomorrow before he goes and kills them both.

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The next day, Harry decided to wait until after class when people were more spread out to approach the brothers. It was easy enough to find them after dinner. They were in the common room sitting together looking a bit frantic as if they were trying to put a mental puzzle together. As he approached them, he could hear more of their conversation and seriously suspected what they were discussing.

Colin was wringing his hands, �Well, I haven�t seen them in about three weeks, but the last time I did see them was when you had taken them out of my trunk and I was getting ready to go take a shower.�

�Well, I thought you were almost done with your shower and I could hear someone coming down the hall, so I placed them on your trunk and walked out of your room. I was kind of glad at the time, because it was one of your dorm mates.�

�Did you leave them face up or face down?�

�I� I don�t know.�

Groan.

Harry then decided that this was the perfect time to approach the two brothers. �Are you looking for these?� he asked as he placed the pictures on the side table that was between them.

They looked down at the pictures and then the look on their faces was of total mortification. Without even looking up, Colin spoke first, �Where did you find these, Harry?�

�Let�s just say a little birdie left them.�

Dennis replied, �We are very, very sorry Harry; we didn�t mean for you to find them. I can�t imagine how shocked and angry you must be. We�ll understand if you never want to talk to us again or want us to return the coins from the D.A. last year.�

Colin looked up with the most sincere pleading expression on his face, �Please Harry, please, don�t tell anyone. I don�t know if I can face Professors McGonagall or Dumbledore about something as humiliating as this.�

Harry looked grim and more than anything wanted to scream at them and hex their bits off, but he had a whole day to think about this and the one thing he realized was he didn�t want anyone to know about this either. He knew that even if they went straight to one of the professors and told only them, it would get around the school by tomorrow morning�s breakfast. And even though he knew he was innocent, the thought of being taunted by the rest of the school for these pictures would be one of the worst humiliations he would have to endure. He honestly didn�t think that even Hermione or Ron would stay by his side through something as disgusting as this.

�I only have one question.� Harry asked. �How did I end up in these pictures? I can throw off the imperious curse, so it�s not like you could have done that anyway. I don�t recall having any blackouts and by the looks of it, some of these pictures took some time to happen, so I don�t think you slipped me any potions. Did you pose with these pictures with someone else and then spell the pictures to look like me?�

Colin�s and Dennis� wide eyes shot up looking at each other. Then they both turned to Harry and Colin said, �Yes Harry, how did you figure it out? I�ve been playing with some spells I found in a library book about wizard photography and it mentioned something like that.�

�So, you just took turns holding the camera while you and some bloke � umm� umm� Harry was frantically waving his hands at the pictures, trying desperately not to have to state the pictures contents.

�Yes, it�s something like that.�

�Well, I�m going to Incendio these pictures when I get back to my room and please promise me you won�t do anything like that again.�

Both boys looked extremely relieved and nodded their heads.

Harry grabbed the pictures, tucked them back into his robes and vanished up the stairs.

******

The next day, Colin was getting ready to head to breakfast. He stopped on the stairs down to drop by his brother�s room to see if Dennis had left yet and if they wanted to eat together. He suspected that Dennis maybe feeling some guilt after their confrontation the day before with Harry. He was worried, that even though it had been only the three of them and even though he knew that Harry was a honorable, humble man who wouldn�t dare tell a soul; that Dennis would still feel as if the whole school had somehow found out about the pictures and what had really happened with them. He knew Dennis, who�s creative imagination helped come up with the idea of them alternatively taking the polyjuice, would be going a mile a minute with the embarrassment and would subsequently be hiding under covers.

Sure enough, after he had knocked and there was a muffled �Enter� coming from the room, Colin found a rather large lump under Dennis� blankets. After he pulled back the covers he could see his brother, balled up in a fetal position in the farthest corner of his bed looking pale and agitated. He stared at his brother and said, �Well, Dennis, are you going to get out of bed?�

After a long silence, Dennis finally spoke, � Colin, now that Harry�s found out, what are we going to do? Maybe there�s someone else we can polyjuice into. Who else do you desire? I think Draco Malfoy is kind of hot, although getting some of his hair maybe a challenge.� Dennis had sat up and was looking down at the floor while starting to bite his left thumbnail again. Colin knew that was a sure sign that his little brother felt somewhat defeated and nervous.

Now, it seemed to Colin, that Dennis was just rambling. So, after a long sigh, Colin looked at his younger brother, sat down next to him, gently put his arm around him and said, �Dennis, don�t worry about a thing. Nothing is going to change. For me, it�s Harry Potter or nobody. Next time, we�ll leave the photos at home.�
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