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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 7

Harry, Ron and Hermione were walking around the school grounds enjoying idle talk and playful banter. Hermione had suggested the three of them meet to give Harry a chance to talk privately with Ron and tell him the truth. Harry had reluctantly agreed, but she had been right, if he was going to try to win Draco’s affection Ron needed to know sooner rather than later. They had been meandering about for the better part of an hour and Harry still had not attempted to tell Ron he was gay. Hermione started to open her mouth to tell Harry to get on with it; when a large tawny barn owl swooped down and landed on her shoulder, dropping a garnet letter into her open hand. Pausing she slowly opened the letter and read –

“Granger – this is harder to do than you can imagine; however I require your assistance in a matter you alone are familiar with. Please meet me in the empty second floor charms classroom at two. Come alone and please – do not tell Harry!

-DM-“

Hermione chewed her bottom lip and tucked the letter into her pocket, this as a turn of event even she could not have for scene. What could Draco want with her that he didn’t want Harry to know about? She was debating on either telling Harry against Draco’s wishes and have Harry follow her under the cloak or just not go, when her thoughts were interrupted by Ron yelling in disgust and horror.

“What the FUCK Harry?!? How do you make a confession like that so plainly and expect no reaction?” Ron had taken several steps away from Harry and was looking at him as if he had grown a second head. Harry on the other hand was stone still and slowly recovering from the shock of betrayal.

“What in the world is going on; Ron why are you screaming?” Hermione asked looking back and forth between the two boys.

Ron pointed at Harry, “ He’s fucking queer, and I’ve shared my bed and home with him….Hermione he’s a fucking FAG!” he half screamed in panic.

In a mellow soft voice Harry spoke. “Told you he wouldn’t understand ’Mione. Should have just let it come out on its own once this is all done.” He looked from Ron to Hermione and then up to the castle. “I’m going back inside. I have a schedule to maintain if I’m going to obtain my desire and make things right.” With that Harry walked past the two and up the hill and disappeared from view into the entrance hall.

Hermione turned on Ron, fuming that he would be so foolish and downright ignorant to shun his best friend in a time of need. “You really are an ignorant GIT, Ronald Weasly. Perhaps you’d like to shun me next as well, maybe for my intelligence, or perhaps you simply still resent the fact that I am smarter than you?” Hermione reared back and slapped Ron across the face, “You need to rethink yourself Ronald.” She then turned and made for the castle herself to meet Draco. If Harry had lost Ron as a friend then she would do everything she could to help Harry win Draco’s affection.

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When Draco entered the empty charms classroom he was surprised to see Hermione already sitting on a desk waiting for him. Sliding off the desk she spoke first.

“I’m only here for Harry and his benefit; so if you’ve asked me here for any other reason I’m leaving.”

Draco nodded and closed the classroom door. “I asked you here because I need…” Draco took a deep breath, “…I need your help.” He sunk into a chair by the door and looked past Hermione at the far wall.

“Alright…I’m listening.” Hermione sat back down on the desk, “What do you need my help with?”

Draco held out the two emerald letter and the two journal pages Harry had sent him so far. “You have to stop him.” He said on a whisper. “I…I can’t….you have to make him stop this; please.” Draco looked up at her, his eyes glassy.

“Why? Why should I make him stop? He’s trying to show you something, share something personal with you. Make you understand….. make amends…So you tell me why I should go and make him stop.”

Draco’s heart clenched and his arm dropped, the papers falling to the floor. “Because I – I can’t allow him to do this. Someone other than me may get a hold of a letter and then - …………” Draco swallowed hard; he didn’t want to think of what could happen if the letters ended up in the wrong hands. He shook the images from his head, “Please, just stop him, for his own good.”

Hermione stood up and made for the door. “NO. He knows the risk but to him what he is after is worth it and much more. He’s willing to risk it you should just let it happen. I will not hinder him.”

Draco gripped Hermione’s wrist as she reached for the door, “….please……” he choked on his own voice and the tears he could no longer hold back; “Please Granger – Hermione. Stop him, please. I wouldn’t be able to live if something happened because of this.”

Hermione wrenched her arm free and peering at Draco, shook her head in defiance. “You want him to stop? Stop him yourself. I refuse to break his heart any more than it already is.” She spat, looking at him in disgust. Draco deflated and sat dejected looking at the floor, “I can’t – I love him – I could never-” the proclamation was barely audible but loud enough to stop Hermione in her tracks.

“Once more? I didn’t catch that - ”

“I said I love him…Okay? I don’t want him sending me the letters because I don’t want him hurt, I wouldn’t survive it.” Draco stood up and took Hermione’s hand. “You have to make him stop. I’ll figure out how to tell him the truth but you cannot tell him about this. Just do what you can to stop the letters.”

Draco was practically begging and had confessed a deep secret to her, so with a slow nod Hermione agreed. “Fine; I will see what I can do; but you HAVE to meet him tonight and tell him.”

Draco nodded in agreement and released Hermione’s hand; she slipped from the classroom; her mind racing trying to figure out how to make harry stop without revealing Draco’s secret. Closing his eyes Draco collapsed into a heap on the floor. He hadn’t intended to reveal the truth about his emotions to anyone but now Granger knew and he had just promised to hand his heart over to Harry. Draco wiped the remains of tears from his eyes and attempted to compose himself before following behind Hermione. If he was going to tell Harry the truth it would be under his terms; his way and if that were the case he had a lot of work and preparation to do.

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At the behest of Hermione, for reasons unknown Harry had agreed to stop sending Draco the letters for the day. She had assured him that she would shortly think of another plan that would work better in his favor. So Harry now found himself lying on his four poster staring at the ceiling; trying not to think of Draco or of Ron and his betrayal. The sound of Hedwig’s soft hoot from the window drew his attention; she held a scarlet letter in her talons.

“Harry, I am afraid that I must ask to make a slight modification to your plans for this evening. Instead of me meeting you atop the Astronomy tower, I’d like you to meet me in the potions dungeon tonight at midnight. I assure you we have the same goal and this will be a meeting you do not wish to miss.

- DM - ”

Harry closed his eyes and thought about his choices and what Draco was asking. Could her truly know what he wanted from the blonde? Could he and Draco really have the same goal and secrets? Harry folded the letter and slipped in inside his journal and began to write.

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“ Why is surrendering to my heart’s desire so much harder when it comes to him asking me to concede to his intents? I wish Ron had not turned his back on my – his disgust of who I am – now I only have Hermione to talk to and after Ron’s reaction she’s been acting strangely herself. Who’s to know what may actually happen tonight if I agree to D’s demands and join him in the dungeons. Only time can tell—True? “

Harry tucked his journal away and sat on the edge of the bed. He wished he had someone to talk to who was aware of his dilemma, who would understand. With a heavy sigh he fell back against the mattress in thought.

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