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Can You Keep a Secret?	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Title: Can you keep a Secret?

Authors: kusanobabe05 [kusanosakura] and socia0307

Pairing: DracoxHarry, implied RonxHermione,

Fandom : HP

Notes: Compatible up to the bathroom scene between Draco and Harry in Half-blood Prince- minus the Ginny interest. After that is completely AU…

Warning: drarry gets rather aggressive so be warned.

Chapter 9

Malfoy was trying to figure out what he was going to do next for his devious plan to go public without causing the chaos they knew would ensue, when Goyle caught his eye. He was working on something, so the blonde went to see what it was when the thing went flying towards Harry. "oh no," he gasped and ran, intercepting in just in time and landing on the floor after the impact.

Harry was practicing jinxes and shields when he saw a flash of light in his direction and then a blur of blonde. The flash; a curse or a jinx he didn't know had hit Draco. He turned white, "No..." running to his boyfriend's side, he glared at the class, "Who did this?" it had been aimed at him, he was sure of it. From a Slytherin, was it payback for his treatment of Draco? Or an assassination attempt? He fell to his knees, taking Draco's hand, "Draco...are you okay..." please Merlin, god, anyone don't let Draco be hurt.

Draco coughed and stood up, "I'm…I'm fine, you didn't get hit did you," he asked Harry.

Harry squeezed his hand, "I'm fine, what were you thinking? We're in class...you got hit with something. How do you know you're fine? You should see Poppy."

Malfoy sighed in relief, "You weren't hit, good," he smiled at Harry and smiled at the hand holding his, "So its not too late huh…" he whispered so only him and the other two could here. Malfoy slipped his hand from Harry's and walked over to Goyle, furious. "And just what the hell was that," he whispered, "if I don't tell you to do something, don't try thinking on your own..."

Harry was torn with the role he was supposed to be playing and being Draco's lover. He stared at him, worry, anger and fear warring on his face. When he realized it was Goyle he grumbled, "Stupid snake."

Ron had been shocked that Draco would try to save Harry. He wasn't sure what to think. One minute Harry was acting like he didn't want to be friends, disappeared to mope and then seemed terrified when Draco got hit with whatever spell it was. The teacher hadn't noticed and everyone was too in shock to say anything.

Hermione stared, Harry's reaction was wrong. As if he'd genuinely been worried, and why did Draco save him? The blonde couldn't actually like Harry could he? Was Draco angry at Goyle? It hadn't been staged to get Harry's attention had it? That snake was up to something...she'd figure it out. She didn't trust Draco one bit.

Malfoy went back to his desk to sit down. To see just what was he hit with so he could reverse it. "You git," he snapped at Goyle...learn to care some other way instead of attacking will you..." He touched his side lightly, the pain was dull...nothing he couldn't handle.

Harry watched Draco still worried, he looked angry. Was Draco alright?

Ron patted him on the back, "He's fine, its probably an act to get close to you. Remember what you said after we went to Diagon Alley or when you got locked in the train."

Harry pushed him off, "He wasn't acting damn it! Back off Ron. You don't have a clue." He fell into his desk and stared blankly at his textbook. If it had been planned he would have know right? Draco wouldn't look like he was going to kill Goyle for that stunt if they'd planned this, he could read his lover pretty well by now. Why did this have to be so hard?

Malfoy sighed and figured it out pretty quickly. Thank goodness his friends were lacking in the creative department. He muttered as he pointed to his side and the pain went away.

Harry saw Draco do what seemed to be a countercurse and let out a sigh of relief. At least Draco knew what he'd been hit with. He hissed under his breath, 'this is harder then I thought. What if that curse had really hurt him? It would have been my fault. I can't lose Dray..."

Hermione and Ron winced when he started muttering in Parseltongue. It was always disturbing when he did that...

Malfoy flicked his eyes towards Harry. Thankful not to be seen by the other teen's friends. He'd had to not be as obvious. He could tell feel the Harry's hand holding his...it made him smile.

Harry coughed, when their eyes met. He had been terrified and almost pulled Draco into his lap. Yet, he had been afraid of hurting him more.

Class was dismissed and Malfoy went straight to the Room of Requirement, "Can I have some chocolate," he asked and it appeared on a table. He really needed the boost after that hit.

Harry stumbled about blindly for a while before ending up at their place. He asked, "Let me in if Draco's there."

Malfoy turned as he heard the door, "Hey." He removed his robe and moved closer to Harry, "about Defense. I didn't plan that...I had no idea Goyle could think of using that..."

Harry gently hugged him, sighing, "Thank god you're okay. I wanted to kill him. I was sure you didn't plan it because I would have known about it right…" he started to shake I was so scared...that'd I might have lost you. I didn't know what you'd been hit with."

"This is Goyle we're talking about Harry, "Malfoy said softy, "He can't even kill a fly...I'm fine," he tried to soothe the younger teen, running one hand through Harry's hair, "I'm right here, alive and well..."

Harry let out a broken sob, "The last person I really cared for died. I was scared I'd lost you too."

Malfoy held Harry tighter, "And how many times do I have to tell you, I Am Not Going Anywhere. Okay..."

Harry let Draco squeeze them together tighter, "I'm trying to believe that..."

"It seems like I haven't inscribed it in your heart deep enough," Malfoy said pulling back to look into Harry's eyes.

"That you love me has been..." he gasped mid-sob, clutching Draco.

"I feel the same way about your tears as you do mine," he said kissing Harry, "Stop crying...there's no need for tears about something that could have happen but did not...I'm here Harry. Right here, in your arms..."

Harry asked quietly, "What did he use? Did you fix it completely with the counter curse..."

"Yeah," Malfoy nodded, "its suppose to feel like a punch but it wasn't as strong as what it could be.."

Harry sighed with relief, "Thank god..." he pulled him towards the four poster bed, kissing him. "I had to be sure...you're okay."

"I'm the Prince of Slytherin remember…" Malfoy smirked between their kisses, "that little thing was not going to bring me down.

Harry smiled, "Yes...I suppose the Prince of Slytherin and the Hero of Gryffindor is a fair match. " he chuckled, "You do realize, you're starting to disappear with me now that you pulled me on top of you..." he wondered if a ferret could safely reach the knot of the Whomping Willow...

Malfoy chuckled as he looked down, "it is an interesting sight...why don't you take it off since we are inside now..."

"Yeah...we are alone...so I don't have to hide." he chuckled, "how much do you want off..."

Malfoy let out a pleased growl, "everything..."

Harry touched his wand, using a spell he'd learned early in their relationship to undress himself. He smiled, "Happy now Dray..."

"Very," the blonde smirked and did away with his own clothes before pushing Harry on to the bed, kissing him.

Harry moaned softly, "You sure you're okay to this...don't hurt yourself..."

"Shouldn't I be asking you that, you did take a bad fall earlier," he said running his hands up Harry's body.

Harry shook his head, "I'm worried about you...I had no idea what Goyle shot at me. You can do whatever you like if you feel you're up to it..."

"To be honest, what I want, I haven't got from you," Malfoy stated.

"What would that be?" Harry asked quietly, had he disappointed Draco somehow?

"I want..." Malfoy tried not to blush, "I want you..."

"You've had me...many times...I let you have me..."

"No, I mean..." He grumbled, "I want you...inside me this time..."

Harry smiled, "Of course..." he wouldn't deny Draco anything. "tell me how you want me to do that..."

"I'll just say this, if you go slow, I'll never ask you for it again," he said rolling them over so Harry was on top.

Harry looked down at him, "So you want me to take you dry and hard then Dray..."

"I didn't mean it like that," he snapped blushing, "lube is our friend," he smiled, it did make things easier.

Harry touched his wand, casting a lube spell on both Draco's ass and his own cock, "Lube does make it easier." he kissed him, "I want you so much..."

The coolness had Malfoy gasp as he kissed Harry back. "Then have me as much as you want."

Harry entered him hard, kissing him deeper, "I love this...being inside you..."

Malfoy cried out in pleasure, "Yes...its been too long since I've felt you like this..."

His thrusts hard and deep, "You like it when I'm rough too much..."

"Well, you did start me out like that...you can say I became addicted to it," Malfoy panted out.

"Glad I'm the only one who knows your body like this."

"My first and only," Malfoy moaned, finally remembering to meet Harry's thrusts with his own. The added friction hit the spot perfectly.

Harry kissed him, fiercely pounding into Draco as he reached for the other's cock. He stroked and squeezed him.

Malfoy couldn't stop himself from crying out in pleasure from each thrust, "Yes. Right, there. Harder. Please."

Harry fucked his lover as hard as he could, reaching to play roughly with Draco's sack as he gripped his boyfriend's cock hard. "Is this what you wanted Dray..."

Malfoy came hard, spilling all over them, "yes, yes, yes, "he answered catching his breath.

Harry fucked him a few more times before coming hard. "Mine..." he bit leaving a mark just above the taller boy's nipple.

Malfoy grinned, "maybe one day you can mark me where others could see."

Harry lay on top of him, "Perhaps, though your marks on me would still be hidden. No one wants to see the Chosen One with more scars then the known one..." it wasn't his fault his uncle had beaten him a few times. Draco didn't care about them...he always took off the Glamour with his clothes." He traced the scar on Draco's chest and cheek, "Didn't I mark you enough already..."

"Not a battle scar Harry," he wiggled under the touch, "..you know, you could leave one on my neck if you like, I would not mind...'

Harry blushed, "Then people would ask questions...why you would have a lovebite when you seem to be chasing me..."

"It's not like I have to answer them, cause I won't I'll only make it visible at school if I have to leave out for something..."

Harry chuckled, "Sneaky..."

Malfoy gave him a full blown smile, "It's better then being evil."

Harry snuggled, "You've never really been evil...I just wanted to think that...so I wouldn't realize...I was the poof I was accused of being. Now...I don't care...I'm yours and your mine. Labels are a nuisance..."

Malfoy waved his wand, cleaning them both, "You can say that again. My own label keeping me away from you during the day is tiring..."

"I wonder if we…could do something my Dad and his friends managed when they were our age…"

Draco blinked, very interested, "like what?" He and Harry had shared a lot with each other but nothing much about his father...

Harry said quietly, "What I'm about to tell you is only known by Remus, Sirius, Ron and Hermione. My father and his friends except for Remus were unregistered...animagus..."

Malfoy's eyes widened. "Unregistered," he said in disbelief, "how was that possible; no, why did they do it?" He knew its hard work to become one. What did they have that was so important to become one.

"You remember when Professor Snape told everyone Remus was a Werewolf? Well...they knew...so they became animagus to be with him then."

"That's...really cool..." True friends, real friends…something Malfoy had but kind of didn't. Crabbe and Goyle mostly followed orders but would they do something like that for him?

"Sirius was...a Grim- a large black dog affectionately know as Snuffles...they called him Padfoot. Remus was Moony because he was a werewolf. My dad was a stag so he was Prongs." he growled, "Peter, the traitor was Wormtail because he was a rat. He was the one who opened the Whomping Willow for them."

"...what do you think you would be if you were one," he ask, fingers playing in Harry's hair.

Harry smiled, "I don't know...maybe a lion...a Phoenix or a stag like my father. though...I won't mind being a Grim...Sirius could always handle Remus when he was one. They were very close…so close...sometimes I wonder...if they were ever together...""

"That...wouldn't shock me at alll, seeing as we aren't the only ones who could have this type of relationship."

"Remus is taking the loss of Sirius as bad as I am...was. So...would you like to try to be animagus together? 'Mione would never let me be unregistered. I might need to be one later...you never know."

"You think we can do it." It wasn't easy. Malfoy had looked into it once when he was curious. Yeah, they were smart and gifted wizards but could they do that...

Harry shrugged, "If dad could do it and I'm just like him why not? As for you...aren't your marks as good if not better then 'Mione's? Your OWLS were published if I remember correctly. If that Rita Skeeter can do it, why can't we?"

"Rita Skeeter...I forgot all about her...it would be interesting to do..."

Harry chuckled, "She's a beetle. 'Mione had her locked in a jar for a while." he snorted, "I really can't stand her for some of the things she prints about me." he cleared his throat, "What would you be? After the debacle with Barty Jr...who was pretending to be Mad-eye and your dislike for Weasleys I doubt you'd pick that animal..." though ferret Draco had been so cute...

Malfoy cocked an eyebrow and flipped his hair, "I'd prefer a wolf. A white one..." There was a certain peace he only got at night...plus that was the one time he'd seen a white wolf howl.

Harry smiled, "You'd still match that beautiful hair of yours, a wolf would be nice." he played with it, "Promise me...you won't cut it. I like it like this...it's so soft..." he chuckled, "Maybe...I could be something similar..."

"If it starts to grow longer then my father's I will...I don't want it that long. But I promise not to walk in with a buzz cut or bald…" he chuckled. "...like what?"

Harry asked quietly, "Why don't you braid it? I'd help, then it would seem shorter sometimes." he blushed thinking about Draco as a wolf, it suited him, they were both loyal and loners. Which was Draco? "If you're a wolf...maybe I could be a Grim...or something canine at least..."

Malfoy almost glared, "You like it long don't you?"

Harry stammered, "It's so beautiful...it doesn't make you look like a girl though. One of us has to have nice hair." he pulled on his own perpetually messy hair, "It will never be me...I still say you are the better looking bloke."

Malfoy laughed out loud at that, "Why, its not like we can pass it own to our kids or something...'

Harry blushed, "It's the Wizarding world...aren't there ways? We can always pay someone to carry a child for us right?"

"There are a lot of ways...some I think no one wants us to know about, hell even I can carry a kid, but it's a lot, and I mean a lot of potions needed just to make that one..."

Harry smiled, "so...you aren't adverse to a child with me?" he blinked, "Wait? You can carry a baby..."

Malfoy shifted a little, "Kids I don't mind...my dad has a big library and I read some books I had no business looking at...I couldn't believe what I saw in there..."

Harry kissed him, "what exactly did you see in those books? So the library at Malfoy manor doesn't just have books on dark magic."

"Harry," Malfoy deadpanned, "That is dark magic. I read about three stages that a man could use to have a child. I would rather just form an egg from the sperm cell and give it to some woman to have then try to do it ourselves..."

Harry gulped, "How could it be dark magic? I don't understand...what could be wrong about two people loving each other..."

"Nothing about love is dark...it's not normal for a man to have a child. We're not made for it at all...one mistake could put both lives in danger..."

Harry gulped, "I guess that's true. I'd hate to put you in more danger then we already are because of this war." he took Draco's hand, "I would like to have a family though...it's something I've never had...I was told I wasn't good enough so my parents died...that no one would want me..." he looked down in Draco's grey eyes, "But you want me..."

"Me? I want kids yes, but...why would I have the baby..."

Harry gulped, "You said you could have them...I'm not a pure-blood. I assumed I couldn't..."

"It doesn't matter what you are with the right potion..."

Harry blushed, "I see...we can decide that later, maybe we can take turns. I want more then one. Not as many as the Weasleys but at least two; it would feel more like a family that way right?"

Malfoy smiled, pinching Harry's cheek, "You're so cute sometimes you know that? To answer your question, yes...two would be just fine."

Harry smiled, "Then we're in agreement, I'm just happy you aren't adverse to having a family with me.

"Me too," Malfoy kissed Harry, "lets just make sure we get there okay."

Harry flipped them over, "Yes...I will win...so we can have that. I don't want to lose us."

"I don't either," Malfoy agreed, "Just...remember I know how to act, just don't get caught by them..." That was Malfoy's biggest fear...

Harry smirked looking up at him, "So when do you want to start practicing to become animagus?" distracting Dray a little, "I won't get caught, I've survived this long...I think I'll have a chance..."

"Why not every night we met...before we hop in bed, or will I be too much of a turn on for you to wait," he asked with his own smirk.

"Let's use sex as a reward." he snickered, "I wonder...if we were both canines...if you would still find me attractive..."

Malfoy blinked, "Harry," he smiled eyes almost predatory, "Do you not know how easy it is for them to do it..."

Harry snorted, "Don't watch animals fucking, but if Sirius was as good at calming down Remus as he claimed maybe they were involved. If they could make it work why not us? You want really want to try fucking me if I was a Grim or some other canine..."

"Its easier and less messier, then when we do it," he stated, "there's a park in the forbidden forest, saw it during first year from the owlry." Malfoy's eyes landed on some of Harry's scars. "...I wonder can I heal these fully...?"

Harry said softly, "Do they upset you? I know they aren't flattering...they mark what I've overcome in some ways. I only managed to take minor healing potions and nutrition ones. I couldn't hide more powerful potions..."

"It upsets me that you have so many...must have been painful." he said tracing one with his finger, "...I could try to make something stronger to grow the skin back to normal..."

Harry sighed, "Can't fight back when you're four...or when you know using magic outside of school will get you kicked out of the one place you know that feels like home or safe. I wish I could have...I just feel so small and they keep saying I'm safe there. From outside threats maybe..."

"Now I can't wait to give you what deserve. Who knew I was only causing you more problems…"

Harry shrugged, "No one in the Wizarding World knows about these…" pointing to the scars on his body, "Ron, George and Fred know I was locked up for the Summer before our Second Year. Hogwarts knows I was living in a Cupboard under the stairs because that's how my letters were addressed.. Who wants to know the Boy Who Lived slept in a cupboard and was treated like a house elf? It's better to keep it a secret. I wouldn't want them to think I might turn into the next Dark Lord again." everyone had been sure he was the Heir of Slytherin when he spoke in Parseltongue the first time.

"No wonder you are so tough…."

Harry shook his head sadly, "I don't think so, I…dealt with it because I had to. Some days I just cooked and clean for them, trying to earn my keep. I did my best to do as I was told so I wouldn't be punished. Those varied, it depended on Uncle Vernon's mood that day. I don't tell Ron because he doesn't want to know and I think it would be too much for him to handle. I can't rationalize keeping secrets from you…"

Malfoy looked away from those green eyes, how could he tell Harry what he was told to do...

Harry sighed slipping his hand into Draco, "I was told that everyone thought I was been raised in a happy home. Mrs. Weasley said that the boys were exaggerating about me being locked up in a room with the windows barred, my school things locked in my old cupboard with a doggy door to slip food inside for me. She told them they shouldn't lie. I have no idea what Dumbledore told anyone about my situation, if anything." he said quietly.

"No one was ever told about your life before coming to school. All we knew is the dark lord was almost killed trying to kill you...

Harry closed his eyes, "That's all anyone besides you needs to know..."

Malfoy leaned his forehead against Harry's, "...you didn't have to tell me all of it you know…but I'm glad you did..."

Harry smiled, "I did...because, lies won't work between us. The only way we can make this work is with truth." he rubbed a scar on his arm, "You've seen these; seen the real me beneath the glamour spells...you know they aren't self-inflicted. You deserve to know how they came to be, if I trust you enough to see them."

Malfoy held him close, "I wonder sometimes, how long this will last," he looks at Harry, "how long until I've known everything about...what makes you happy, sad, your hurt and pain and inner pleasures...share as much as you want...I don't mind taking it in..." Harry trusted him...hopefully he'd be able to let him into his heart more like that...

Harry smiled, "I hope we have a long time for you to get to know everything..."

Malfoy gave Harry a soft kiss on the lips before yawning, "we will," he smiled, confident their future was.

Harry snuggled, "Thank you...for still wanting me when I look like this..."

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