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ORIGINAL: The Amour	By : Manhattan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[Chapter Eight]

For the next week, the two secret lovers continued to see each other every night, snogging in empty classrooms for endless hours. The nights were what both looked forward to so much. During the day, they tried to stay away from each other, but occasionally, when they did accidentally meet, they’d be forced to throw each other nasty insults and hateful sneers. It pained boththemthem immensely to see hurt flicker in the other’s eyes after a particularly cruel spit. But they’d make it up to each other every night with soothing kisses and caresses.

Sometimes though, they’d start off the night by yelling at each other and attacking each other insanely. They’d bite, they’d scratch, and they’d suck mercilessly. But in the end, they’d always manage to make each other come.

They still hadn’t had sex, even through all this. Harry seemed to feel uneasy and insecure about it and Draco would understand, while feeling a bit exasperated each time he’d had to stop himself before going too far.

“When Harry?” he’d asked.

“I don’t know. Just not yet.” Everytime, those words were mouth by Harry.

All Draco could do was wait.

Sex wasn’t something he could force. He wanted the timing and place to be right. That’s what Harry probably felt too.
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Cho was still furious with Harry for dumping her. She should have hated the heartless boy but instead, the fire inside her seemed to increase her want of him even more. She was determined to get him back, even if she had to do drastic things. She could not stand the thought of him with any other girl.

That was when the perfect plan came to her. It literally did come to her. Along with freckles and red hair.

She was walking back alone to the Great Hall from using the loo when Ron Weasley came to her blushing profusely.

She grimaced inwardly at his less than attractive looks but faked a smile.

“Hi Cho- I’m er- Ron...” he stammered looking terribly embarrassed.

“Hello Ron.” Cho replied.

He shuffled his feet awkwardly and cleared his throat. She remembered when Harry had been the same when he’d brought up the hateful subject. Were Gryffindors all like this?

“I was wondering...” he nearly whispered.

‘Get it our already!’ Cho felt like screaming.

“Er- will you.... will you..... go- will you out with me?” the words came in a rush out of his mouth. “Will you go out with me Cho?”

Cho stared at him dumbstruck. Go out with him? What? He had to be kidding! Most unpopular guy on the Gryffindor team, awful freckles and hair, gangly- NO. Cho’s mind exploded at the incredulous thought. She was about to refuse flat-out but not before a brilliant beyond brilliant idea had formed in her head.

A plan to get Harry back.

She forced a huge grin on her face and hugged the shocked looking Ron tightly.

“Of course Ron! Of course! So we’re a couple now?”

Ron’s eyes were wide and dazed.

“You- you serious? You’ll go out with me?”

“Duh! I was waiting for you to ask me! I thought you never would!”

“Wow. Fuck- I mean- sorry.” he reddened even more. “I was worried I might be too quick... I mean it’s only bee a week since... but I’ve liked you for a long time and....”

Cho rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry about it. Harry was a bastard. It
was a good thing he broke up with me.”

Ron nodded sympathetically. “I can’t believe he treated you so awfully. I’m so sorry.”

“Let’s not waste our breaths talking about him all right? Wanna go get some lunch?” she winked and slipped her arm around his.

Ron grinned bashfully and with trembling hands, entwined fin fingers with her delicate ones.

“Yeah, I’m hungry.” he mumbled faintly. He still couldn’t believe his luck. He was too busy goggling at her to realize though, that she was yanking him through the corridors rather violently.

His heart jumped into his throat when they reached the open doors of the Great hall and she pulled him closer to her.

Heads turned to look at the new couple and Cho was pleased to see that Harry was among them looking sho. Sh. She deliberately steered Ron toward the Gryffindor table and then when she was absolutely sure that Harry could see them both clearly, she abruptly ran her fingers up Ron’s chest and grabbing his collar, drew him in for a long and deep kiss.

Honestly, she felt as if she would gag but she faked a lusty look on her face.

When they finally broke away, Ron was speechless and breathless. She shot Harry a satisfied look before walking off towards the Ravenclaw table.

Harry stared at Cho and then at Ron. He opened his mouth to say something but Ron held his hand up.

“Don’t even bother.”

“I was just going to congratulate you.”

Ron’s eyebrows shot up into his hair. “What?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you fancied her Ron? Yoouldould have.” Harry smiled. “I could have introduced you to her sooner.”

“I managed fine on my own.” Ron said cooly.

Harry was surprised that instead of anger, he felt somewhat relieved.

“She seemed happy, which is great. I’m sure you’ll be better for her than me.”

Ron smirked. “No doubt about that.”

The remark felt cold to harry but he knew that Ron would be bettor Cor Cho. So he just shrugged it off. He turned to Hermione, realizing that she hadn’t said a word, but she wasn’t there.

“Where’s Hermione?” he asked no one in particular.

“She ran off about five minutes ago.” Neville answered pointing a stubby finger at the door.

Harry furrowed his brow. “She ran off? But why?”

Neville shrugged. “Dunno, but she was crying I think.”

“What the-?” Harry stood up. “I’m gonna go find her.”

Ron was too wrapped up in ogling at Cho so he went after Hermione by himself.

The first place he checked was the Library. The place was practically her sanctuary. But she was no where to be found among the rows and rows of books.

I suppose no one would come here to cry. Not even Hermione. He thought, kicking himself for his stupidity. I should’ve gone straight to Gryffindor Tower...

He dashed up the last moving staircase and ed, ed, panting in front of the Portrait of the Fat Lady.

“Pink Lily Toes.” he gasped. The entrance swung open and he scrambled through. “Hermione!” he called out. He heard a hiccup coming from his right and saw Hermione sitting in the corner of the common room surrounded by wads of tissue.

“H-Harry!” she stammered, eyes red and puffy. “Wh-what are y-you doing here?”

He ran over to her and hugged her tightly. Hermione gave an embarrassed sniffle and Harry let go of her and instead, seated himself in an overstuffed armchair next to her.

“Hermione. What’s wrong?” he asked her gently, reaching out for her hands.

Hermione blew her nose loudly and shook her head.

“It’s nothing Harry.” she said sadly.

“But it can’t be nothing! I’ve never seen you so upset!”

“It’s ridiculous though. You’d probably laugh at me.”

“Oh come on Hermione. We’re best friends. You can tell me anything.” he said soothingly. He wiped a tear escaping from her eyes and smiled.

Hermione smiled timidly back. She bit her lip, unsure whether she should really tell him.

“Come on. Tell me.” Harry said again.

“Oh all right!” she burst out, burying her face in her hands. “It’s Ron.”

“Ron?” Harry asked confused. “Did he say something to you?”

Hermione let out a sob. “No Harry. I’m in love with him.”

There was a still silence as Hermione’s words registered in Harry’s mind.

“You-you.... Ron?”

“I’m sorry Harry! I don’t know why! We’re always arguing and being rude to each other but I care for him Harry! And-” she let out a huge sob. “and now 146;146;s too late because he’ll never see me in that way! I suppose he’ll be happy now with-with someone as beautiful as Cho.”

Harry wanted to comfort her but he didn’t know what to say. They were his too closest friends after all and he’d never expected anything like this to happen.

“Please Harry. Don’t be mad at me.” Hermione pleaded softly.

“Of course I’m not mad at you! Why would I be? I think it’s great.”

“Well, not really anymore since it seemed that I was too proud and slow to realize my feelings for him before it was too late.”

Harry inwardly felt that Cho and Ron seemed rather content together but it also pained him to think that Hermione could not tell Ron her feelings.

“It’s not too late Hermione. You should tell him anyways.” he persuaded.

Hermione laughed softly. “And get murdered by Cho? No, I’ll be fine Harry.”

Harry sighed. “Are you sure?”

“I’ll get over it soon enough.” she replied sadly.

“If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, I’ll be for for you, ‘kay Mione?”

“Thanks Harry.” she embraced hid kid kissed his cheek. “Okay, so now that I’ve told you my deadly secret, you have to tell me yours.” she suddenly grinned at him.

Harry gulped. “I-I don't have any.”

“Oh yes you do!” she said. “Who is it? Tell me!”

“Who is who?” but his weak lied were not working at all.

“You know who I’m talking about Harry! Don’t even try to look all innocent!”

“Erm...”

“Your new girlfriend! The one you dumped Cho for!”

Harry smiled sarcastically. “Thanks Hermione, you sure make me sound decent.”

Hermione waved her hand dismisively. “Stop stalling. Now who is it? I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

He knew that he could trust her and everything but he wasn’t sure she would take it well at all if he confessed to her that he’d been snogging a muggle-despising Slytherin that had given the trio nothing but trouble till now.

“Mione, I don’t think-” he looked at her uneasily.

“Hey, I told you about Ron. Whoever it is, it can’t be worse then that right? I mean, I didn’t mean it that way-” she blushed. “I meant, it can’t be worse than me falling in love with a best friend.”

Harry suppressed a laugh. “Okay, but promise not to slap me or hex me...?”

She nodded eagerly.

“It’s..... a Slytherin...” he began, taking his time.

“N-not Pansy?&; sh; she whispered. “Of course if it is.... then I’ll understand that.... there must be some good in her....”

“No! No, no, no! Ew, not her.” Harry couldn’t help but make a face.

Hermione looked relieved. “Well, no one’s worse than her, so she can’t be that bad. Unless it’s Millicent Bulstrode- HARRY! It’s not-”

“Oh fuck no!” he shouted disgustedly. “Hermione! You’re ruining it here for me!”

“Oh, sorry.” she smiled. “So?”

“Erm...it’s...... er..... got blonde hair....”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes and?”

“G-gray eyes...”

“Gray eyes? I don’t remember any girl with gray eyes..ll, ll, except for Malfoy.” she snorted. “He’s definitely feminine enough-” she froze at the look on Harry’s face. “Oh Harry! you’re talktalking about him?”

The blush in Harry’s cheeks was burning. He shifted his gaze to the floor.

Hermione’s mouth opened and closed silently. She looked completely lost.

“I knew you’d hate me for it- and I don’t blame you.” he said quietly.

“Wait so- so you’re erm.... gay?” she asked tentatively.

Harry coughed. “Oh um... well, this is the first time I ever... I mean, I can understand if you’re uncomfortable with that-”

“No, no!” I’m okay with it- it’s just that... that I never thought you were... I mean, you’re a popular Quidditch player, you’ve got the whole girl population of Hogwarts at your feet-”

“You’re not appalled and disgusted?”

“Harry! You think I’m that low and awful? I have no problem with... I mean, maybe you can even tame Malfoy for all of us.” she teased.

Harry smiled in spite of himself.

Hermione’s eyes filled with warmth and happy tears. “Oh Harry. As long as you’re happy, I don’t care what in the world you decide to do. But if Malfoy turns out to be the same old brat, and if he ever hurts you, bitch slap him for me.”

Harry’s eyes grew big in surprise. “Hermione!”

“Oops, sorry. I should go wash my mouth out.” she giggled, but then turning her face solemn again, she gave a squeeze to Harry’s hand. “I’ll be here for you too Harry, if there’s anything you wanna talk about.”

“Thanks Mione. I feel awful. I came here to comfort you and I end up being the one comforted. I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m glad you told me. Makes me feel like more of a significant friend!”

“you were, are and always will be Mione.” Harry whispered, hugging his caring friend.

In the distance, they heard a clock’s chime, announcing the end of lunch.

“We’d better untangle ourselves before people start accusing us next.” Hermione laughed, pulling away from Harry’s embrace and smoothing the wrinkles from her shirt.

“People just love crazy rumors, don’t they.” Harry sighed. He got up from his chair too and began picking up the scattered tissue paper, and tossed them in to cackling fire.

When the room was returned to it’s original state, they gathered up their books and made for Herbology together.
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ORIGINAL: The Amour