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Lessons	By : ZooArmy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 22388 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lessons Part V

DISCLAIMER:

I thought about something. Every FanFiction writer is always telling that he/she is not making any money with his/her story. Why don�t we unite and publish a book with our stories?

We could earn money with our fantasy hehe.

I don�t buy it, that JK has copyrights on the names, does she? If so, fine I can change the names into some sounding similar.

But the disclaimer is not the right place for such thoughts, so�

To sum it up and spare me problems: I own nothing except maybe the plot

WARNINGS and everything else can be found in ch01 AND ch02

Love, Regards And Hugs To My Wonderful Beta VIOLET EYES

Actually everyone who�ll read or is reading this story should thank her, because she spares you a lot of mistakes.

again

bold = Draco's thoughts

italic = Harry's thoughts

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Lessons Part V

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(Draco)

He stormed out of the classroom and wanted to punch the next wall. But students were in the hall and he swallowed his anger and was the typical Malfoy. He regained his composure and stormed out of the dungeons to his next class.

Pansy! I need Pansy, now! This is all too much. I�ll ask her to obliviate me. I moaned his name. Bloody hell. He will think I�ve gone mental. Well, couldn�t blame him for it.

The blonde reached his destination and knocked at the door.

�Good morning, Professor.�

�Ah Mr. Malfoy, aren�t we a little late?�

�I�m sorry Professor McGonagall, but actually I�m just here to get Pansy Parkinson. Unfortunately, sudden Prefect duties occurred in the Slytherin dorms, which can not be postponed.�

�Is that so Mr. Malfoy? Well, Mrs. Parkinson please leave in silence.�

�I�m sorry for the inconvenience.�

Pansy came out of the classroom with narrowed eyebrows and closed the door silently.

�I thought you had to talk to Potter and you were not walking around and making duties. � Eurm Draco, dear are you fine? You look like crap.�

He took Pansy�s hand and walked with her to the Slytherin dungeons. He played with her digits idly and spoke no word. He walked in a daze, no feelings, no thoughts, just numbness.

�Either you say something or I will scream bloody murder, because you�re scaring me endlessly. Draco, baby, you make me anxious. What happened? Something with Potter?�

The blonde made a very un-malfoyish squeak and Pansy knew she had hit the target.

They came to the Slytherin entrance and Pansy spoke the password to get admission. Draco didn�t let go of her hand and she brought him to his own room and sat him down on his bed.

�Okay. What happened?�

The Slytherin Prince breathed heavy.

�I destroyed everything. I screwed up royally. I could go and hang myself. I have...�

�I got it. You made a mistake. But it would help me a lot, if you would tell me what happened, instead of telling me that you ruined something. And start from the beginning.�

�I went with Harry to an empty classroom, to talk with him...�

Draco tried to tell her everything without falling back into the stupor.

That Harry had made the first step. And how he had enjoyed the moment.

�...and then � then I moaned his name. I really said �Oh god, Harry�. He was watching me in pure shock and I stepped away. He teased me, telling me, he would like to be called Harry and I flew out of the room. � I will never ever leave my room for the rest of the year.�

Pansy smiled warmly and hugged the devastated young man.

�Sometimes you are such a girl, Draco. You really must be head over heels for this guy, because I never have seen you like...well like this.�

�That�s not important anymore, because it went all down the drain.�

�Could you consider for a minute that you overreacted maybe?�

�No.�

�Draco, look at me. � Look at me.�

He lifted his gaze slowly and faced Pansy�s love-filled eyes.

�You didn�t screw up. Think about it. He wants you. He started the kiss. He pulled you closer. He ground his hips against yours. He wanted a reaction from you, or he wouldn�t have done such a thing. And he tried to calm you, with telling you, that he wants to be called Harry by you. Nugget, Harry wants you.�

The blonde snorted and dropped his head again.

�Yeah, sure. He wants me. As a cheap opportunity; not to embarrass himself in front of this bloke. That is all he wants me for.�

The girl sighed and Malfoy rolled on his bed and put his head on Pansy�s lap. She took strands of his blond hair between her fingers, to play idly with it and run her fingers through his hair.

�I shouldn�t have agreed to this brainless idea of him. It�s a vicious circle for me. Probably it�s the best, if I tell him to stop this. No, better, I�ll send him an owl.�

�Lovey, don�t rush things. Or you will regret it. � Talk to him. You don�t need to tell him how you feel. But ask him, why he had kissed you.�

�But what should I say, when he asks me about my �accident�?�

�Hmhm...tell him the truth. That it felt good and that his guy could call himself lucky with such a skilled boyfriend.�

Draco�s cheeks went pink.

�I can�t say such things. Remember, you can�t compare the Draco, you know, to the Malfoy Harry knows. Besides I will definitely not tell him that his chap is a lucky guy.�

�What do you think about being more Draco and less Malfoy in his presence? Show him what a wonderful, lovable, kind and caring person you are. He will never want to let you go. Believe someone who�s talking out of experience.�

�Panse! You make me feel embarrassed.�

�But it�s true. � Okay listen. Send him an owl and tell him you want to talk to him. And when you meet him, be nice and not prick.�

�And what should I tell him, may I ask?�

�Tell him, you want to quit your �job�.�

Draco snapped up and watched her with a raised eyebrow.

�I don�t get it. Minutes ago you said, I should definitely not break off the whole thing and now you want me to tell him...�

�Draco, it will be a test. If you tell him, that you changed your mind and want to stop it, you can see his reaction and will see that he wants you. Presumably he will try to convince you to go on and will offer to give you anything you want.�

�Yeah, so that he is prepared for his bloke.�

�Have you ever thought about it being intent? I mean that there is no other guy and Harry used this story as an excuse for getting close to you? � Look. He didn�t want to tell you who the other is. He said that he loves the other although he�s sometimes authoritarian and imperious. No offence love, but you�re demanding � sometimes. And last but not least, the most convincing thing for me is, that he accepted being bottom after you said you top. � The sad thing about is that it�s probably your own fault. You gave him the perfect excuse with your �experience�.�

Malfoy gapped like a fish.

�Wh- wh- WHAT?�

�Oh come on, honey. You can�t deny it. There was a time; you really would have done everyone who had asked. And you got a lot of requests, to put it nicely. � Although I have to admit you matured a lot and your fuck-buddies decimated with your maturity.�

Even if he had tried, Draco couldn�t have rid himself of the shocked look on his face. It was just too unbelievable. He slumped back into Pansy�s lap and let his mind work overtime. The girl watched him attentively, but kept her mouth shut and ran her fingers through his hair to calm him.

She�s really trying to tell it�s my entire fault? Potter made everything up? I don�t buy that. Come on he�s a Gryffindor, only a Slytherin would be sly enough for such things. � Pansy, you are sooooo mean. Why is it my fault? I don�t want to be blamed. I never got blamed. � Does that sound spoiled and childish? Naaah � Okay Draco, think, think, think. You have to get out of this disaster. Let�s recall everything. Harry wants to be bended. I�m afraid that I�m not the lucky person, but this unknown guy. Who, in Pansy�s opinion, could be me. But Harry doesn�t dare to tell me, because he thinks I�m not interested. He asks me to teach him, to get my attention. Which means; I teach him in sex, so that he can have sex with me?!? If, just if, Pansy is right. If not...the bloke really does exists. Harry really wants to learn for this sucker. He is not interested in me, just in practice. I betrayed myself by moaning his name. And made a complete jerk out of me. Too sum it all up...ARGH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK I AM SO SCREWED. - Did I mention that I�m screwed?

The blonde stood up from his bed and began pacing in his room. Pansy stretched out on the bed and waited patiently for Draco to come up with a solution. She was used to Draco�s behaviour towards problems. � Give him time and he will present the master plan.

I can handle this. I�ve handled much worse situations. I went against my father. This is nothing in comparison. � There are two options. Either I quit and lose every chance for getting close to him ever again. Or I keep the whole thing running, talk to him, enjoy the intimacy with Harry and try to find out, what the hell is going on here. � That�s nice. The choice between terrible and awful, lovely. � One would be like handing Harry to the other guy personally. Definitely not my manner. What means I�ve pushed myself into the second possibility. �Talk to Harry� eurgh.

�Do you really think, I should tell him I want to end it?�

Pansy looked up from the book she had found on Draco�s nightstand and watched him for a moment in silence.

�Yes. I think it�s the best, if you want to find out.�

�And the thing with the �damn- with the moan.�

�Oh Draco you make a mountain out of a molehill. There is nothing wrong about moaning the others name, when he�s snogging you. It�s the arousal.�

�But...�

�No but.�

Fine. I will ask him for a meeting. Eurgh, sounds like I have my own secretary. �Stacy is my meeting with Mr Potter confirmed? Or is another appointment necessary?�- eurgh. I�ll ask him if we can talk. Well, if that�s settled, WHAT WILL I TELL HIM? Okay I�ll tell him I�m no longer interested in tutoring him. Reason? That�s a damn good question. Evidently I enjoyed it a lot. So, no way in telling him I�m bored of it. Telling him the real reason, how I feel, is nothing to debate about, either. � Hmm I think I...

�Ey Panse, listen.�

Pansy put the book back on the stand and sat upright. Draco was still pacing and didn�t stop to tell Pansy either.

�Okay. I want to talk to him. I�ll tell him that I�m no longer his role model for sex.�

�Okay. Go on.�

�So, when he asks �why�. I�ll tell him first that it�s none of his business. And if he asks further, I�ll say, that I was kind of starting to enjoy the snogs, but I refuse to like anything that�s connected with Potter.�

�Ouch.�

The blonde sighed and threw himself on the bed.

�I know. It�s rather nasty. But it�s the only way to erase any suspicion.�

�You are aware of the fact, that this sentence will destroy every chance of becoming Potter�s boyfriend, ever? And that you will break his heart if he has feelings for you?�

Draco threw his arms over his eyes. He felt like crying after what Pansy had said, but didn�t want to loose his last piece of pride.

�I know.�

�Fine. You�re old enough. If you think it�s the right way. But two more questions I have. So you want to admit, that you like the snogs with Potter? And. Why won�t you allow Potter to know, that you like him �a lot.�

�I have to admit it or the whole thing becomes even stranger. And it wouldn�t work, even if he would return my feelings. He�s a Potter, I�m a Malfoy. You know...he�s the bloody Boy-who-lives, with hyphens and everything and I�m a former maybe-death-eater. There�s no future in it.�

�Draco, you drive me insane. Your pessimism is unbearable. This period of time has been over for about half a year. You refused the mark and decided against Voldemort, that�s already one year ago. You can�t take it as an excuse anymore for your behaviour towards each other. Talk nicely to Harry, show him your real you and you will see the feelings are mutual. Probably he will love you even more, if he knows your real you.�

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Peek into the next chapter :

�Mate, count me in to get you into the other blokes pants.�

�I wouldn�t say it like that, but yeah.�

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