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Of Dragons and Jewels	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 19289 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“What are you doing here, and do you know how late it is?” Harry yawned to show that he had been asleep. He had never told Draco that he had moved into the house his godfather, Sirius Black, had willed to him.
“I know its two in the morning, but I didn't know where else to go.” Draco stared at the ground as he spoke.
Harry woke up a bit more at Draco's tone, and noticed for the first time that he was wearing travel stained muggle clothing- a t-shirt and a pair of jeans- and had a back pack slung over one shoulder.
Pushing the door wider, he let Draco follow him inside. “What do you mean when you said you don't know where else to go?”
“I mean just that. I can't go home, all my friends have turned on me. I don't even have any money.” Draco's voice shook as he spoke.
“Do you want to talk?” Harry asked, as he led Draco into the kitchen and put on the kettle.
“My father found out that I'm gay. He publicly disowned me, tossed me out. All I was allowed to take with me was clothing. Well, no that's not true. That's just all I could grab at the time. The rest of my stuff will be sent once I have a place for it to be sent to, but my Father has banned all other contact with him, and after my friends found out...”
“So you came here? Why? Because of that day at school?” Harry asked, referring to the day he had asked Draco out. After catching him in the bath, Harry had actually turned tail and left again, before Draco could stop him, but after they both had figured out their mutual interest. Unlike his dreams, he had chickened out, and hadn't joined Draco in the bath. He hadn't even seen if Draco had been physically aroused or not.. Myrtle really had seen them though.
He had summoned his courage and asked Draco out a week later, but had been turned down flat. Because Draco couldn't risk being with another man, even though he was gay. Though it had stung, he had understood Draco's reasoning, and they had remained on semi-friendly terms since.
Draco was nodding. “Yeah, because of that. Not because I'm hoping to hook up, but... you're the only person I know who is okay with me being gay.”
“You're not here for sex then?” Harry asked, as the kettle whistled and he poured the boiling water into the teapot.
“No, well... I'm open to that happening, if you want it to. Its just...”
“No pressure?”
“Yeah, no pressure.”
Harry sat down next to Draco and gently touched his hand. “You can stay here as long as you need to, in order get back on your feet again.”
“Do you want me to do any cleaning? Or I can cook a little...”
“Don't worry about that.” Harry had taken in the house elf Winky when he moved in since, after Dumbledore's death, her behavior made it hard for her to stay at Hogwarts. She had stopped moping around most of the time and actually cleaned as long as he didn't try to pay her or give her clothes to wear. He had also needed the help, since Kreacher had died of old age two weeks after he had returned home after the war had ended.
Standing again, Harry poured the tea into two mugs, and passed one to Draco, who accepted it without question. He took a sip, then set it down again, as his body shook. It took Harry a moment to realize that Draco was crying.
Touching his hand again, he tried to comfort Draco, but this time the blond pulled away. “I don't know what I'm going to do. I was hoping my Father could get me a cushy Ministry job or something, but that won't happen now. Most of my grades were flukes, I don't really have any marketable skills...”
“Stop right there!” Draco was beginning to remind him too much of Jewel, and he shuddered at the thought of him also ending up on the street. “I'm sure that's not true. There has to be something you're good at. Potion making, maybe.”
That got Draco to calm down some. “That's not really a marketable skill, not all by itself. But I see your point. Though you always got better marks in Potions than I did, especially during sixth year.”
“I only aced the class that year because of the Half-Blood Prince. It was his old book I was using, since I didn't know I'd be able to take the class that year.”
“I see-” Draco cut himself off with a yawn.
“But we can discuss this more in the morning. You'll be able to think better after a good night's sleep.”
Harry stood, then hesitated. “Do you mind if I ask how he found out about you?”
Draco blushed. “He caught me looking at a magazine showing only men.” Shaking his head disgustedly, Draco continued; “If he'd caught me with a guy, that would have been one thing, but looking at a magazine? I tried to pawn it off as curiosity, but...”
“Malfoy's aren't curious about other men?” Harry finished.
“Exactly. I thought he would hit me when I finally said 'Okay fine, yeah I'm gay.' But instead he calmly stated that I was to leave because I was no longer his son.”
Draco studied his feet as he finished, then shyly added; “I don't want to be alone tonight.”
Harry swallowed, as he remembered his dream. “What are you saying, that you want to sleep in my bed tonight?” When Draco nodded, Harry paled. “I don't know if that's such a good idea tonight...”
“Why not? You like me don't you?” Draco's brow wrinkled in confusion, as he clearly recalled Harry asking him out on a date, and showing interest in being in his bed while they were still at school.
“Yes, I like you, but that's why its not a good idea. I don't want to fuck things up with you before they even get started because we had sex too soon, when your head's still so messed up from being disowned, and I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands to myself when you're right there, beside me.” The words came out all at once, blurring together, but Draco still understood him.
“Oh.” Was all he could say.
“But... I also get why you don't want to be alone.”
“What do you want to do then?” Draco looked on the verge of tears again, his nerves too frayed for him to stay calm for long, and Harry sighed.
“Come on. Maybe if I jack off in the bathroom first, having you beside me won't be so bad...”
“Why are you so horny tonight, or are you always like this and I just didn't notice?”
“You woke me up from a sex dream. I was dreaming about us in the Prefects Bathroom.” Harry explained before his brain kicked in, and he realized that he'd confessed something he hadn't intended to.
“I wish you hadn't turned tail that night, that we'd had sex in the bath...”
Harry stopped dead and spun around only to find Draco close enough to kiss. “You would have let me...?”
“Yes. That night, I would have.” Then there was no space between their lips at all.

“Which side of the bed do you want?” Harry asked half an hour later after they'd finally made it up to the master bedroom. Resisting the urge to touch his lips, he still felt stunned that they'd just spent thirty minutes kissing in the hall. Just kissing, slow kisses that first heated the blood ,and then deepened into a full blown make out session. Kissing Ginny had been amazing, but nothing compared to what had just happened.
“Either, I don't care.” Draco still sounded breathless. “Was that a mistake, just now?”
“I... I hope not. If something that wonderful was a mistake then...”
Draco set his bag down beside the door to dig out his pj's, as Harry headed into the adjoining bathroom to brush his teeth and jack off. When he came back out, he found the blond curled up in the center of the bed hugging a pillow tight to his chest.
Sliding into the bed, Harry spooned in behind Draco, and tried to hug the tension out of the blond's body.
“Why did you break up with the Weasley girl?”
“Ginny? It's a long story...” Harry didn't know why Draco wanted to ask him about this now.
“Please tell me. I need a distraction, and I need to know that she... won't be a issue for us later on.” Draco added the last part shyly, as he was by no means certain that Harry wanted a long term relationship with him, though he longed for one with Harry.
Sighing, Harry settled himself more comfortably. “She was pregnant, and it wasn't mine. When she got so sick just after the final fight with Voldemort, it wasn't the flu like everyone was saying- she'd actually miscarried...”
“How do you know it wasn't your kid?” Draco spun around, shocked at what he was hearing.
“Because I never had sex with her. But... she thought it was mine. Whoever the true father was, he had used poly-juice potion to make her think that he was me. And she fell for it. I can't forgive her for that... for not seeing through the ruse... not enough to trust her as a girlfriend anyway. Had she been with another man willingly, without trickery... well, we were not actually together at that point so I would have forgiven her for that. But not for what had truly happened.”
Draco was silent for a long moment, then, just when Harry thought he wasn't going to say anything at all, he whispered; “I'm sorry I asked. But thanks for telling me. I had no idea...” He broke off, at a loss for words. The official story was that Harry and Ginny had simply drifted apart and things just 'didn't work out' for them. Even Ron didn't know the truth.
“I've only ever told Hermione the true story. It feels good to tell someone else, to trust in you.”
“You trust me? Why? I haven't done anything to earn your trust...” Draco gazed deep into Harry's eyes as he spoke.
“I know. You've changed so much though, since the last time we saw each other that I'm... willing to give you a chance. Don't prove me wrong about trusting you.”
“I won't...” The words were whispered into a soft kiss, then Draco lay down again. “Night.”
“Good night.” Though he had been sure he wouldn't sleep with Draco next to him, the next thing he knew sunlight was streaming through the thin curtains.
Yawning he sat up, startling the other boy. “M-morning.” Draco stammered, shoving something back into his pants as he spoke.
“Morning... What are you doing?” Draco blushed, and closed the magazine he had been reading. Harry saw the cover as it got shoved back into Draco's bag- it was porn, the cover depicting two young men kissing while wearing nothing but boxers.
“Is that the magazine he caught you with?”
Draco shook his head. “No, it's the first one I ever bought, in secret. I was so scared when I brought it home, yet thrilled at the same time. I'd only been fifteen, and I had never done anything like that before. I'd bought it off of an older male friend, someone who graduated Hogwarts three years ahead of us, and I knew was also gay. I thought you were still asleep...” He looked sheepish as he whispered the last bit.
Harry hugged his lover from behind. “You don't need to hide this anymore. If you want to play with yourself, then play with yourself. I don't mind.” One hand trailed down Draco's stomach resting just above his hastily hidden erection, as he chose not to comment on what Draco had just confessed to him.
“I know, its just... You said last night that you want to wait and not rush into things...”
“Yes, I did, didn't I?” But Harry made no move to pull away. “But that was before we kissed in the hall.”
Draco stood, shaking off his lover's touch. “You were right though, I should get my life in order before we start having sex. Mind if I borrow your shower?” When Harry shook his head, Draco grabbed his toilet bag and disappeared into the bathroom.
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