Imaginary | By : Aleya Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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To Harry Potter
I hope this letter finds you well. My apologies for no hints at who I am, but I get so loose with my words when I’m writing you the thought of saying, makes me… makes me tremble. Even now, my hands are trembling as I write you, but I feel you must know. I feel you must know how the feelings you stir within me always tried so hard to control me. Maybe I’m a sadist… You were the first person to snub me so cruelly and so uncaringly, ever. For the first time, I couldn’t have what my whims desired, and I obsessed. Perhaps amongst this obsessing was when I realized how much I had to have you. Oh I tried, so hard did I try, maybe I was poor at conveying these feelings, being the first time I needed something, someone so badly. I needed something, someone so badly.
I hated and loved you then, perhaps even now. I wanted to take all my rejected hurts and inflict them on you in humiliation in anyway possibly. And, I plotted. Many days plotting and planning the best way to destroy you… but somewhere my mind wandered. I think my favorite one to date came to me early, with the Chamber of Secrets. I had been irritated from the people around me, and I spent the night wandering the halls aimlessly. The commotion died down, and you were heading back to the Gryffindor dorms, battle worn and beaten, the glow of victory clung to you desperately, as did the desire to sleep. You didn’t see me, but I saw you. Seeing you roughed up, I could only think, “He got what he deserved”. Before the other me kicked in. The other me that thought about how in that instant to want to kiss you. I was horrified, where had that unbidden thought come from? But it got worst from there. Walking back my mind wandered from innocent kisses to tongues making love with each other, hands groping causing shivers. For the first time I felt myself in such a desperate need to touch…. Myself.
“Harry, Mum wants you down for dinner!” George knocked on the open doorway. “What you reading there?”
“A letter.” Harry sat up.
“From that secret admirer Ron told me about?”
“The letters are interesting. Passionate but…” He paused. “…The thing is, this person, I don’t know if they’re male or female.”
“Are you into men, Harry?” George leaned against the entryway.
“I don’t think so, but someone kind of made it clear to me that I haven’t really explored much of the relationship world. I’ve been interested in girls to date, but even then I had to run off and kill some wizard who wanted me dead.” Harry ran his fingers through his hair that was already sticking up, perhaps from having run his fingers through it many times since Liz had left him a couple of days ago. He hasn’t wanted to talk to her just yet.
“Yeah, I see your problem.” George sighed. “Well, Fred was gay. He spent years tormenting himself over it. Realized it early.” George quieted at the mention of his twin.
“Fred was gay?!” Harry looked at George in shock. George laughed at the look.
“Fred was gay; I am a self proclaimed bisexual.” George smirked.
“I never knew.”
“Harry, some of our old housemates was, well, lover isn’t the word… I guess friends with benefits, perhaps”
“What?!” Harry stared wide-eyed. ‘Liz was right…’
“Harry, I’ll tell you like this. Could you stomach the idea of you penetrating a man’s Anus, or vice-versa without losing your lunch? If you can, okay you have open and healthy ideas about the pleasures of living.” George sat down on the bed. “The fact that you’re pretty open says a lot, it means you’re not exactly evasive to just feeling good.”
“So what’s that mean?”
“I’ll tell you how I decided bisexual. It was one night, there was an Irish lady-professor as the DADA our second year, she was a looker Harry.” George grinned stupidly. “Anyway one night I woke up and saw that Fred was up. He was wanking like a madman. The idea alone kept me up; maybe it was like an out of body form of masturbation that had me interested. Anyway, the American transfer student we had shared the room with got up. This American kid, Steve I think his name was said something and got in the bed with Fred, gave him a helping hand.” George grinned looking at the ceiling at the memory.
“What?” Harry just sat there mouth hanging open in shock.
“Apparently they’d been doing that for sometime by then. I sat there and watched the whole thing. Well next thing I knew Steve was giving me a hand to enjoy.”
“What?” Harry just started at the red haired man.
“Well the next week following was the strangest. Fred and I couldn’t even look at one another. Fred eventually came out and told me he believed himself to liking men and men only. I spent sometime thinking on the subject about myself, kind of beating myself up. Until I found myself fantasizing about Crystal, the DADA. She had an arse on her. Then I noticed myself going back and forth, thinking about this woman, to thinking about quite a few of the men we shared house with. It was then I decided: I just simply like both. I’ve had relationships with both; it’s not that different really. Relationship problems are the same, infidelity, non communication, etc.”
“That doesn’t help me at all.” Harry declared. “Your situation is way different from mine.” It was then George got in close to Harry’s face, noses bumping against each other.
“I could always give you a hand if you need it.” George watched Harry lick his lips nervously. “I mean it Harry; I’m not just pulling your leg this time.” George sat back. “You were always busy with your plans to live and save as many as possible, but you never realized what a good looking guy you are.”
‘Ge-George?” He looked at the profile of George Weasley.
“It wouldn’t become anything serious.”
“Excuse me?”
“If you decided to take a hand, it wouldn’t become anything serious.”
“I’ll think about it.” Harry swallowed thickly.
“Well come on then before Mum send Ginny next.” George rose and off they went.
*~*~*~
“Lada…” Draco knocked on the girl’s door. It was late for sure.
“Hmm?” She sat up in the bed, her hair flat to her head one side.
“There was a bird sitting on the porch rail with a letter for you.” Draco then looked at her. “Where is that silk hair wrap I bought you? You’ll ruin your hair faster than you should!” He crossed the room grabbing a brush and the scarf. He got to the bed and sat behind her brushing her red hair.
“Who’s George?” Lada asked and the brush froze. Draco gave a soft chuckle.
“Tracked me down did he?” Draco smirked. “You must’ve left a nice impression on George Weasley.”
“Weasley?” Lada rubbed her eyes then squinted at the envelope. “That man from the clothes shop?”
“Yes. Did you promise him a good lay or something?”
“Draco!”
“I know, I know, you claim fish but we know you…”
“Want sausage.” She finished the statement with him. “I never said I was lesbian! I like men… sometimes.”
“I just knew for sure you were making plans to cheat on me.” He began wrapping the scarf around her hair.
“Oh, Draco, you always cheat on me in your heart.” She opened the letter.
“What‘s he want? To grab your ass? Merlin knows he stood there with his tongue hanging out watching it leave.” Draco tied the knot and hugged her.
“He wants to see the Muggle world.” She gasped. “Asking for a day with me.”
“Do it.”
“Draco, I can’t give a whole day. I have a full load of charges now. I need at quarter of my day for them, plus my rehearsals.”
“You have seven charges now?” Draco looked at the silver stone on the one side of the room thoughtfully.
“Yes.” Lada rubbed his thigh.
“So it gives you an excuse to have more than one date.”
“I don’t want to have more than one date!” She sighed pinching his thigh hard enough to make him push her.
“Lada, I know this Weasley. The whole family’s a good lot; you’d like them if you stopped worrying so much and just live life some.” Draco hugged her. “You’re always trying to fix me up with some guy or other, consider this my hand at fixing you up.”
“No!” She rolled her eyes. “Staying in here tonight?” Lada scooted away as he rose to change. The air suddenly changed in the room. Suddenly it became very serious.
“I need to know. How do you know where to find him?” Draco whispered weakly. “That day, when you met him, in Diagon Alley. That wasn’t coincidence, I‘m sure of it.” He looked at her and she looked out the window to her room, another heavy silence passed between them.
“Draco, go get changed. I wanna cuddle and right now you’re the best I’ve got.” She looked at him in his sexy attire. Black leather pants today. “Pet and master night already?” She watching him magick the buttons undone. There was a red ring around his neck, where the collar must’ve been rubbing all night.
“Yes, I don’t see why it has to be once a month.”
“Dray if I could put you on a leash and keep you as my pet I would’ve done it a long time ago.” Lada smiled at him while he unzipped his pants today he wore boxers. “This is why I keep you around you know, free eye candy.”
“”You need me, Lada.” He grabbed a shirt of his; left from last time they shared the bed.
“I don’t need you.” She whispered turning her back to him on the bed.
“Yes you do.” He slid in next to her. “You need me desperately.”
“I do not.”
“Then stop cuddling with the gay man and get a straight one.”
“Straight men are boring.” She sighed
“LIZ!” Her head stood on end with the sudden yelling.
“Lacielle!” Draco pulled that parenting tone, the kind when she’s in trouble.
“What?” She growled and he sighed irritably.
“Just one date. PLEASE! You don’t even have to call it a date! It’s a day trip bringing a wizard to the muggle world. Like my first week here.”
“I…. fine…” She rubbed her forehead. “One day trip.”
“Write him back then.”
“I get the feeling that you planned this, Draco.”
“He’s the only straight man you’ve entertained with conversation for more than five minutes. I see a chance I make it happen.”
“Liz where are you?!” She stood grabbing her head, staggering slightly.
“Y-you write him back for me. I have a charge calling me.” She got up grabbed her silver jewel on the table and jumped out of her body almost immediately, knocking her head on the floor. Draco carried her and put her in the bed, obviously stronger than his small body seemed.
“You really do need a boyfriend, Lada. When I finally get me one then what are you gonna do?” He whispered to her unconscious body as he snuggled against her.
*~*~*
“LIZ!”
“I’m right here, Harry, stop yelling! Besides won’t your family worry… the yelling to yourself I mean?”
“I put a silence charm on the room.” There he was pacing the room, Harry Potter looking quite unsettled.
“Harry, what’s wrong?” She reached out and touched him; he threw his arms around her.
“George he…”
“George?” She frowned a little looking a bit unsettled herself now. Harry was silence a bit longer reveling in her calming aura then sat back.
“He came onto me.” The look that Liz adapted to her features was priceless. “George Weasley?!
*~*~*~
Aw Man, I had this one finished and forgot to post in the craze of classes. I’m writing next chapter now I plan to have it up next week so please call off the angry mob!
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