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Secrets at the Yule Ball	By : DeathEater934 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise nor do I own the characters of Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy. I do not make any money from this story or any of my writing, it is solely for fun.

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Hey guys! So one of my reviewers brought up a wonderful point that I realized after writing this chapter. Being in their fourth year, Draco and Harry wouldn't have been able to get into the Prefect's bathroom without the password. So after thinking about it, I just decided that Draco was friends with one or more of the older prefects and got the password out of them for his own personal use.

Hope you guys like this chapter! Sorry for the long wait. Enjoy.

Part II: Prefect’s Bathroom

Harry tried not to think about his “meeting” later with the one and only Draco Malfoy. It was hard not to think about it, but Ron talking about Quidditch and Hermione droning on about how Harry needed to be prepared for the final task was making it somewhat easier for his mind not to wander towards his perfect kissing companion.

It was time for double Potions, Harry’s last class of the day and he was not thrilled to have to attend. He knew he was going to see Malfoy and he dreaded it. He hadn’t seen him all day, and he was trying to decide whether or not Malfoy was avoiding him when he ran into someone and dropping the rest of his tart that he was saving for later, as a reward for making it through the day.

“Fuck” Harry mumbled, pouting slightly about his dessert, which now was on the floor before saying sorry to whomever he ran into.

“Sorry about your… dessert” the person said. Harry recognized that person’s voice right away and his shoulders tensed up before he looked up to see Malfoy smirking down at him. Harry didn’t say anything, just stared, seeing Malfoy look around to see if anyone was around them, but the hallway they were in was deserted. Harry noticed Malfoy move around behind him swiftly before moving his hands to Harry’s shoulder and massage lightly, trying to get Harry’s tension to ease. Harry’s breath hitched when Draco spoke softly into his ear, making Harry shiver in delight.

“I’ll make it up to you later, Harry. We’ll have much better things to… eat tonight” Malfoy whispered, the air from his voice blowing gently against Harry’s ear. When Harry opened his eyes again, not remembering when he closed them, Draco was gone and he was alone in the hallway once again, and his cake had disappeared from the floor. Realizing he was going to be late for Potions, he ran to the dungeons and into the classroom just in time to hear Snape yell at him as per usual.

“15 points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter. And detention tonight; be here at 7:30 sharp. Do not be late.” Snape said murderously. Harry sighed before going to his seat next to Ron. The rest of the class went by mostly without a hitch, until Snape came around and told him and Ron that their potion was completely barbaric and gave them an F for the day. Harry hit his head down on the table in front of him before looking up to see grey, smoldering eyes gazing at him. Draco gave him an apologetic smile before it disappeared quickly.

Later that night, Harry was almost late to his detention with Snape, but he made it just in time to not get chewed out by his most hated professor.

“Nice of you to make it, Potter. Clean out the cauldrons in the back. By hand, no magic. Then re-label all of the potions in the storage closet, also by hand. When you are done, you may leave,” Snape said seriously before whisking himself out of the classroom and leaving Harry in a peaceful silence. Harry got to work, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to get away without completely the tasks at hand. Snape would eat him alive if he came back after Harry was gone and noticed he hadn’t finished what he was supposed to. Plus, Harry would get even more detention, and he certainly didn’t want that if he could help it.

After completely both tasks to the best of his ability, Harry started to walk back to Gryffindor Tower. He didn’t get very far when he stopped abruptly and cast a tempus charm, signifying that it was 12:03. Harry swore softly that he had nearly forgotten about his meeting with Draco and groaned when he realized that he was late, after taking nearly 5 hours to complete Snape’s detention. He hoped that Draco was still there, even though it was only 5 minutes past midnight, but he wouldn’t be all too surprised if he entered an empty bathroom.

Harry walked briskly to the Prefect’s Bathroom, all the while trying to make sure Filch wasn’t anywhere near him, his heart was beating so hard and fast that he was worried it was trying to escape his chest and jump onto the floor. Once he reached the bathroom door, he stopped with his hand on the doorknob, taking 3 deep and calming breaths before turning the handle and walking into the dimly lit bathroom. He was surprised to see candles flickering in by the large pool-sized bathtub, as well as smell a flowery aroma throughout the room.

When the door closed softly behind him, a low voice spoke through the darkness, unsure of where the voice was coming from exactly.

“You’re late, Potter. You’re lucky I stuck around” Draco’s distinct drawl spoke out to Harry.

“I’m sorry,” Harry whispered. “Snape’s detention took me almost 5 hours. I would’ve been here earlier. I understand if you want to leave, Draco.” Harry felt as though his life would never be as perfect as he would like it to be. Detention had thoroughly ruined his plan to meet Draco. Harry knew that if he didn’t have detention, he probably would’ve been in the Prefect’s bathroom at least 20 minutes early, nervously wringing his hands and biting his lip roughly, but his mind had been preoccupied by the dull and useless tasks Snape had sent for him to do.

Harry’s heart nearly burst when he felt a warm body slide up in front of him and soft lips sought out his own. Harry groaned when a warm, wet sensation parted his lips and started to roam, mapping out his mouth for future reference. Draco rubbed Harry’s protruding hips with his thumbs before pulling back from the kiss to take a deep breath.

“I forgot that you had detention. How was it?” Draco asked breathlessly.

“Horrible. Snape made me clean cauldrons and then re-label every single ingredient. It was nonsense; I fucking hate Snape so badly. I really want to be here right now, but I’m exhausted, and my muscles ache all over,” Harry sighed.

“Would a nice hot bath relax those tired muscles of yours?” Draco whispered. Harry closed his eyes slowly before nodding his head. Draco carefully undid the buttons of Harry’s robes before pulling them apart and off of Harry’s body before letting them land in a heap on the floor of the empty bathroom. Draco leaned his head down to kiss Harry’s neck gently while moving to unbutton Harry’s dress shirt slowly, skimming his fingers over the tanned skin after the shirt was opened. Running his hands up Harry’s chest, Draco moved his hands to Harry’s shoulders and pushed the fabric of the shirt off of the broad shoulders before getting to his knees in front of the slightly shaking boy.

“You okay, Harry?” Draco whispered from his position below him.

“Ye-yea, sorry. Just a little… ner-nervous,” Harry replied while a small blush crept up his neck and over his cheeks. Draco stood up abruptly and took a small step back from Harry and intertwined his fingers with Harry’s.

“Don’t be nervous. We don’t have to do anything. I’ve liked you for a while now Harry, but I just couldn’t admit it to myself. When you tried to paw Pansy off of me yesterday at the Yule Ball, my feelings for you slammed into me like a brick wall and I was grateful that you got that whore’s hands off of me,” Draco said. Harry’s eyes widened and his blush increased slightly.

“I did not “paw” Parkinson off of you, but the slut’s hands were a little too close to your… bits for my comfort,” Harry ended in a shy whisper, not realizing how strange it sounded. Draco laughed at Harry’s statement before Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry’s lips softly.

“You can put your hands as close to my… “bits” as you want, Harry. They might as well have your name written on them,” Draco chuckled when Harry blushed profusely, his breathing becoming erratic at Draco’s words. Draco heard Harry moan quietly when his hands slid down Harry’s chest to rest on his belt and he smiled slightly. “Is it alright if I do… this?” Draco asked while pulling at Harry’s belt, opening it before stopping again.

“Ye-yes, that’s alright,” Harry mumbled, trying to breathe deeply to calm himself down.

“Do you still want to take a bath with me, Harry? Because I can leave and you can take one privately. I won’t mind, just tell me what you want, okay?” Draco said sweetly. Harry bit his bottom lip, thinking over Draco’s offer of bathing alone. He had been waiting for tonight for… well, it had felt like forever even though it was only 24 hours. Feeling slight pressure on his hands, Harry looked down to see that Draco had once again intertwined their fingers and squeezed Harry’s lightly, waiting patiently for his answer.

“I want to,” Harry whispered. “Bathe with you, I mean.” He blushed even more, so nervous to tell Draco the next thing he had to say before they did this. “Nobody’s ever… I’ve never…been… na-naked in front of anyone before,” Harry whispered so softly that Draco almost didn’t hear him.

“Really?” Draco asked, astonished. Thinking that Harry would’ve definitely been with someone before, with him being Harry bloody Potter and all. Harry nodded, extremely embarrassed by the current situation, but he had wanted to be honest with Draco. Draco stepped back a ways before starting to undress himself, taking off his shirt and his pants before looking up to see Harry gazing at his body unashamedly.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about, okay? Nothing.” Draco whispered before pushing his boxers down his hips and onto the floor, stepping out of them before running a hand through his hair. He moved over to the bath and turned the taps to get more bubbles and warm water to fill the tub before stepping into it. “I won’t look,” Draco said softly before turning away from Harry. Harry felt better that Draco was giving him time and the privacy he needed so he removed his jeans and boxers before moving into the tub quickly. He sighed when his muscles seemed to relax almost instantly due to the hot water.

“Better?” Draco asked. Harry smiled and nodded vigorously. Harry jumped, the water splashing around him when he felt a warm foot slide against his. “Sorry,” Draco said quickly and pulled his foot back, feeling as if he scared the boy.

“No, I’m sorry, I’ve always been a little too jumpy,” Harry stated before moving closer to Draco so their thighs were touching. Harry turned his head and moved to kiss Draco’s cheek lightly before thanking him.

“What are you thanking me for?” Draco asked confusedly.

“For this. For not… rejecting me, I guess,” Harry responded.

“Turn around” Draco said. Harry complied before he felt Draco’s soft hands moved to massage his shoulders lightly. Harry moaned quietly before Draco moved to massage at his back, getting rid of all of Harry’s tension, and instead creating a delicious heat all over his body. Harry’s arms were next on Draco’s massage list, so Harry leaned back so his head was resting on Draco’s shoulder.

“Draco,” Harry moaned before moving his hand to run through Draco’s silky blonde hair. Draco moved so his hands were roaming over Harry’s chiseled chest, before moving his head down to suck on Harry’s collarbone. Moving his thumbs over Harry’s nipples, making them harden, Harry moaned Draco’s name again, before pulling at Draco’s hair, making him stop his work on his neck before turning and capturing Draco’s lips in a steamy kiss.

After a few minutes of kissing, Harry moved away from Draco, but still close enough that their knees brushed together.

“I’m not… I don’t think I’m ready to do anything yet, Draco” Harry said somewhat embarrassed. Draco’s hand came up to cup Harry’s cheek and turn his head to look into his emerald green eyes before leaning in to kiss Harry’s lips gently, sucking on his bottom lip lightly before pulling back again.

“We won’t do anything then. It’s getting kind of late anyways. Maybe we should get back to our dorms” Draco whispered, not at all upset that Harry didn’t want to continue doing anything sexual when he wasn’t ready for it. Draco got up and climbed out of the tub, and Harry did the same when Draco’s back was turned, toweling off before getting dressed. Harry smiled at Draco, thankful that he wasn’t being pushy and wanting to have sex with him just because he was the Chosen One. Before Draco could open the door to leave, Harry grabbed his elbow, holding him back.

“Draco. Thank you for giving me a chance. I mean, I don’t know what this is, so even if you just want to be friends, I appreciate you not… being an ass to me as much anymore,” Harry said softly before smiling at Draco and kissing his cheek before leaving the Prefect’s bathroom and heading to Gryffindor Tower.

Draco was speechless for a second after Harry disappeared around the corner. He wanted to be friends with Harry, he had wanted that since their first year when Harry rejected his hand in friendship, but was that all he wanted from the beloved Harry Potter? As he was walking back to the Slytherin dorms, he smiled to himself, knowing that friendship from Harry was not all that he wanted from the man. He wanted more; he needed more. And hopefully Harry would be willing to give it to him over time. All he could do was hope.

There is the second part! Review/let me know what you think! :) The next part will be up really soon!
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