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Truth be told	By : lonlydragonbrde Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8348 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own any of these characters and in no way am I profiting from this story. All characters are the sole property of JK Rolling. This story is merely for enjoyment.

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Chapter 6

Draco was not prepared fort the onslaught of inquires and accusations that awaited him upon his return to the Slytherin common room; but his preparedness or lack thereof did not hinder several people from turning on him the moment he was inside. Millicent took over and was the first and most commanding in the confrontation with Draco about his recent changes in behavior and it was the sound of her grating voice that rudely yanked Draco from his thoughts of a certain brunette in a compromising situation.

“What the HELL has gotten into you Draco?” Millicent called out from across the common room as she strode over looking like a disheveled hell cat. “First you become more reclusive, shunning Crabb and Goyle; your nose always in some book no one’s ever seen before. Then you start moping about as if someone’s taken your damn racing broom and NOW – so help me, you aren’t even trying to hide your emotions as you once would have. You’re moping about like one of those damn Hufflepuff wimps and giving Slytherin a bad name in the process. I demand to know what the fuck is going on and I want to know NOW!” Millicent paused and when Draco didn’t respond to her tirade she began the accusations that she had a feeling were the root of his issue. “Does this have something to do with Potter and those damn tutoring lessons Snape has you giving the git does it? I swear if Potter was faking it so that he could get you alone to jinx you, or poison you or…or…ooooh anything I’ll hex him so hard he’ll wish Voldemort had killed him!”

That had been the nail in Millicent’s coffin; she may have been fuming that the boy she pined for was so obviously not himself that she felt the need to vent but it was nothing compared to the rage boiling inside Draco at the fact that she had just insulted his raven by thinking that he would be so spineless and threatened his life in the same breath; and that Draco just could not allow.

“You will be silent Millicent! I do not want to hear your idle prattle and venomous tongue any longer. ” Draco grabbed her by the upper arm in a crushing grip that caused Millicent to squeak in pain as Draco drug her over to the fire and away from prying ears. “You listen to me you conniving little cunt; you are never, I mean NEVER to speak ill of Harry again, do you understand me? If I so much as hear a whisper that you’ve been running your mouth I’ll feed you to the fire without a second thought. ” To prove his point Draco gripped Millicent’s hand and held it amidst the flame along with his own until Millicent screamed out in agony as their flesh blistered. “You will leave me and my decisions involving Potter alone and out of your filthy, whore mouth,” and with that Draco shoved away from Millicent and the fire making his way to his private chamber. He needed to be alone, needed to think and god help him he needed a shower to try and ease the want for Harry.

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After leaving the Great Hall Harry went down to sit on the bank of the Black Lake. He flopped down and extracted his journal, emerald parchment paper along with some special silver ink Hermione had conjured up just for Harry; pulling his journal into his lap to use as a writing surface he began to write the second letter Hedwig would deliver to Draco.

“Draco, as odd as this may sound to one such as you, I feel I need to confess and confide in you my greatest secrets. One of which should it get out would surely be the end of me. As I am certain you are beginning to discover, thanks to the pages of my journal you already know through my songs and the select pages that I am going to send you over the course of the day; I have many secrets. Some that would only humiliate me through school, others that would shock the Wizarding World and others I would DIE to keep secret. These are the secrets that I am going to entrust to you. Enclosed is the second page of my journal that you will receive. I have opted to take actual pages from my journal as opposed to sending you written copies to show my trust in you. Should you chose these pages can be authenticated as original and of my work and you could use them to destroy me; though I hope you will understand what I am doing and protect me and my secrets.

- HP – “

Harry folded the letter; handed it to Hedwig who clamped it in her beak and took off toward the castle to find Draco.

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When Draco entered his room he found a single white owl feather on his bed along with another emerald letter from Harry. His thoughts of a shower abandoned as the need to see what the brunette wrote took over, sinking onto his mattress Draco began to read the letter and Journal Page –

“I was woken up in the middle of the night again, just a few hours ago in fact; Ron and Neville were both standing over me, shaking me vehemently. Apparently for the last hour I had been screaming and crying out Draco’s name again in my sleep and they feared I was in pain or that Draco had managed to attack me while I slept; since the screams and his name were almost always within the same breath. Poor Neville woke first and went to Ron in fear that something was the matter. Hence Why I was awake with a raging boner wishing for a platinum blonde Slytherin god while I attempted to reassure my house mates that I was in fact fine and it was merely a dream. After some persuading I managed to quell their worries and assured them I was fine; though being left alone with the vivid memories of the all too real dream didn’t leave me too assured with myself that I was truly alright. After all I could have sworn I was actually feeling Draco penetrate me and the fact that I had creamed myself several times over thanks to the dream just reassures the reality of my lack of him. The bad thing is that I have never been so affected by a dream that I find all that I am able to think about is how to make it a reality. I suppose my attraction to my Slytherin is getting to the point that I need to cast silencing charms around my bed to keep from waking poor Neville again; that and I’m not ready to try to explain to Ron who I really am or who I love. I’ll talk with Hermione again about telling Ron but for now the need for sleep is over powering and I know tomorrow will be hard enough with double potions and then a Quiddtch match against Slytherin, god help me I won’t have any escape from Draco tomorrow…”

Draco let the letter and journal page fall from his hand; he knew that Harry was gay, hell he even knew he lusted for a Slytherin; but this he never would have imagined this. Draco sat dumbfounded, everything he had wanted to prove to Harry when he was in possession of the journal, the idea of making the Golden Boy love him was laughable. How can you make someone love you when they are already yours? Draco suddenly felt sick, he was furious with himself for not noticing sooner, of course now that he knew he was able to look back to the day he realized that he was fascinated with the brunette and pinpoint every moment since that hinted at the attraction and Draco had shunned it. With a heavy sigh Draco picked up the pages and tucked them away with the first note inside his journal. Turning toward the bath he decided that a hot shower was needed to clear his head and create a course of action.

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