Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Detention can change your life	By : Pandora Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 6802 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 18
- 19
- 20
A/N: Thank you to everyone who gave me a review!!! It’s really encouraging.

19 The Veritaserum

Harry Potter was sitting beside Draco Malfoy during their Potions lessons since he was in Slytherin and his skills were improving a lot because the blonde was able to show him very useful things about Potions. They still had their double Potions lesson together with Gryffindor and the atmosphere was tense most of the time, verbal and physical attacking included. Professor Snape had an extra- eye on some certain students because knowing Draco very well he was sure that it wouldn’t last long until there would be a revenge.

Today the Potions Master tried to teach them how to brew Veritaserum that would force everyone to tell the truth whether he or she wants it or not if a person takes a sip. Crabbe and Goyle somehow managed to prevent their cauldron from melting down but later the potion explodes making a terrible noise and smelling awfully like dragon dung (a dragon with the worst diarrhoea you ever would be able to imagine). The black-haired teacher roared angrily "How could you be so stupid? Never ever again dare messing up my classroom like that! Clean up the mess at once and without magic."
The Head of the Slytherin’s glared at his students with glittering nearly black eyes.

Draco noticed that the two muscular boys exchanged some hidden glances and watched the scene with a bit more interest realizing slowly both Slytherins were completely clean. The Gryffindors behind them especially Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom looked like drowned little cats and they wouldn’t be able to wash the smell away for a couple of days. Referring to the satisfied expression well hidden behind their usual dumb features he figured that they did everything in purpose to play a prank at the Gryffindors. Surely you never should underestimate a Slytherin because they are used to play their roles well sneaking up behind you and strike when you are unprepared.

Harry was stirring their potion as the blonde drew his attention back to their task for today and it looked nearly perfect. Watching his boyfriend closely the young Malfoy saw that his hand was trembling slightly and wondered why he hadn’t noticed that before. The black-haired boy moved his stirring shaky hand with a precision like he was used to it for a very long time. Professor Snape was walking around checking the potions carefully before he bellowed, "All of you, take a sip of your own concoction to test it right now."
The students mock glared at the teacher but his trademarked death glare in response convinced them better to obey.

Harry’s features hardened before he took a sip of the Veritaserum and he had a uncomfortable expression on his face but he did what Snape has ordered. Draco tasted some of their potion too and made a face because it was rather disgusting. Now the Potions Master sauntered through the class and asked every student a few questions to test the effect giving notes for their work. As it was Draco’s turn he asked, "What is your favourite colour?"
Malfoy drawled, "Black".
The second question was "Who was your first love?"
The silver-haired Slytherin answered dreamily "Harry Potter, since I saw into his beautiful eyes before we duelled in our second year."
The boy blushed deeply and cursed inwards: `Shit where did that come from?`
The Head of the Slytherin’s arched one elegant eyebrow and couldn’t hide a smirk crossing his stern face.

Harry was the last who would have to answer the questions and he was visibly in a sinister mood glaring at the teacher darkly. Snape tried to be civil knowing what happened to his student at the beginning of the year and he asked, "What is your second name?"
The former Gryffindor nearly snapped, "James" and waited for the following question.
The teacher was unsure which question would be best to show the effect without to embarrass the student too much and asked, "At what age did you get your first French kiss?"
Harry got ghostly pale and answered through gritted teeth "I was four years old."

Everyone gasped for air and someone called out curiously "Who was it?"
Harry couldn’t help himself and answered honestly "My uncle Vernon."
The Boy-Who-Lived jumped up and stormed out of the room while the other students broke out into a turmoil at once chatting and gossiping anxiously about the news. Draco sat on his place motionless and stunned while Professor Snape seemed to be lost in his thoughts staring darkly on the empty place in front of him.

The Potions Master woke up from his trance-like state of brooding and roared "Silence!" and with this single word he got what he ordered.
The black-haired wizard glared at the class and hissed, "Don’t you dare to talk about the information you heard or to use it to embarrass Harry Potter!"
He then looked at three certain Gryffindors with an ice-cold death glare snarling, "I’ll make sure you’ll be expelled and imprisoned if you hurt that boy again."
Severus Snape was fuming inside and dismissed the class worrying about a certain raven-haired Boy-Who-Lived-Again-and-Again but still playing his usual role greasy bastard without a heart.

Blaise and Hermione headed towards Draco Malfoy who still sat on his place absent-minded and clenching his fists painfully producing little bleeding wounds with his fingernails.
"Draco stop it! You’ll hurt yourself only more." the brown-haired girl whispered into his ear.
Noticing his aching palms and hearing the girls voice the blonde returned to reality and focused his eyes on his housemate and the girl standing beside him both watching him carefully with concern. The black-haired boy with the ponytail said softly "You knew it Drake, am I right." and the other Slytherin nodded silently.

Draco broke the silence and suggested, "We should search for Harry and calm him down."
The three students decided to start their search down in the dungeons and in the Slytherin’s House because they doubt that the desperate boy would have been in the mood to cross someone’s way. The two boys knew all hide-aways in the dungeons and the search went on without any effort and they began to suspect that the boy might have used his invisibility cloak to hide himself.

Blaise told his friend "Wait a moment I have to use the bathroom."
Draco answered impatiently "Can’t you wait until we’ve found Harry?"
The handsome boy answered the question "No, or I’ll wet my pants besides it’s really urgent and almost too late."
The black-haired Slytherin blushed deeply and headed towards the boy’s bathroom cursing something under his breath like "Damned potion still works ... how embarrassing ... burning hell!"
Draco rubbed his temples and Hermione asked smiling sweetly "You had a crush on Harry since the second year and you never tried to get his attention before?" The blonde retorted still under the influence of the serum "Well, I did but I failed and that made me angry and I teased him only more because that was the only way to be so close to him and touch him without to come out of the closet besides I never would have admitted my real feelings neither to anyone else nor to myself."

The silver-haired Slytherin was infuriated and embarrassed cursing in his mind about the stupid idea of the teacher to let them test the Veritaserum without the use of an antidote afterwards. Draco then smirked suddenly and asked, "And who’s your secret crush Ms Know-It-All?"
The brown-haired girl blushed scarlet and whispered shyly "Pansy Parkinson". Both students looked at each other grinning and the boy continued their little game "Since when?"
The Gryffindor stated simply "Since I’ve noticed that I’m attracted by girls as well and she has a way to enter a room that draws everyone’s attention to her cute appearance and the way she wiggles her arse is sexy and hot ..." her voice trailed off dreamily.

Blaise came back calling anxious and looking completely confused "I’ve found him. He’s in here."
The three students entered the bathroom and found the black-haired boy sitting on the ground in a shower stall hot water flowing down on him. Harry still had all his clothes on and they were totally soaked with water. Hermione pointed her wand to the shower and stopped the hot water running down with one single spell. Harry sat on the wet ground his arms slung around his knees and his head buried on his legs.
Draco ran towards his boyfriend hugging him tenderly and asked softly "What are you doing here?"
The boy in question answered earnestly "Washing away all the dirt but it doesn’t work."
Hermione wanted to know, "Harry, do you feel better now?"
The boy retorted quietly "No, I feel ashamed, worthless, guilty and sad."
The silver-haired Slytherin tried to soothe his boyfriend "Harry, I love you, you know."
It sounded a bit like a question and the wet boy responded, "No. it’s difficult to believe that somebody so beautiful and proud is able to love a person like me: ugly, worthless, weak, mad ... I don’t deserve you, Drake. I’m like poison and I’ll destroy all the joy in your life with my darkness."
The other students gasped for air not able to believe how deep Harry’s soul was hurt.

The blonde Slytherin was still holding the other boy tight not caring that he got wet too. Draco kissed his boyfriend’s forehead and said softly "You deserve more than me because I’m weak and worthless too."
The two boys were holding each other in a tender embrace and tears were running down their faces mingling with the water of the shower still dropping down from Harry’s soaked hair and the other’s salty hot tears. Hermione looked at Blaise Zabini and saw a single tear in the corner of his eye and fighting against her own tears she took the boy’s hand and squeezed it lightly smiling sadly he returned the favour knowing that she was about to cry as well.

No words were spoken but the silent scene was more comforting than words ever would have been able to. Blaise stepped forward pulling the girl with him and laid a single hand on Draco’s shoulder and the brown-haired girl did the same with Harry. It took a while but it seemed to be the only right solution to let the boys cry out their souls reassuring them that they were not alone and understood by someone else with a simple gesture, a comforting hand on their shoulders.

A/N: Please review if you like it!!! Feedback appreciated!!!
- 18
- 19
- 20
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Detention can change your life