The Painful Secret | By : missbja Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Ron Views: 9455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Everything was quiet in the Gryffindor Common Room. Ron was staring at the ceiling wondering the same old thing he’d been wondering for the past week. Where had Harry gone in the middle of the night?
It had started nearly a week ago when Ron couldn’t sleep. He had heard a curtain being opened beside him. With a little bit of curiosity he got up slowly and peeked through his red curtain. Due to his slowness all he caught was a flush of black hair.
The only boy in that room with black hair was Harry so, now that a week had passed and his insomnia was in the same state since the surprising midnight escape from Harry, Ron was getting a little nervous. “Why isn’t he telling me where is he going at night?” he thought.
He decided that this would be the night. The night where he would discover what Harry had been doing at late hours for a week. But Ron wondered, too, what he would do if Harry didn’t cooperate with him. With the help of Hermione he’d been learning disillusionment charms. At first she had refused to do it because it was an invasion of Harry’s privacy. But after a few days she had reluctantly agreed to help him since she was getting a little worried and annoyed for the lack of confidence of their friend.
So, tonight was the night. He’d ask Harry what was going on and then, if he didn’t answer, he’d chase him. It was not a nice thing to do, but Harry wasn’t the type to get into stupid things and not telling him. But he was certain that, whatever it was Harry was doing, he wanted to be with him all the way, helping or whatever was needed.
Ron heard the curtain being moved and he got up quickly before Harry could escape. As soon as Harry was putting his invisibility cloak on, Ron grabbed his visible shoulder and turned Harry to face him. Harry got away from his hand and looked down to his feet.
Ron watched this strange behavior and asked, “What are you doing? Where have you gone this last week every night at midnight?”
Harry threw him a piercing look but Ron didn’t hesitate: “I’ve had insomnia and I heard you climb from your bed. I’ve never heard you come back. Hermione and I are worried sick about you. I can help. On…whatever you’re doing…”
“No you can’t!” Harry said so fiercely that Ron was astonished.
“Well...then you wouldn’t at least tell me what you’re up to? I’m your friend I guess. I have the right to be trusted, okay? I won’t interfere in your business but at least give me a little light will ya?”
“Look. It’s none of your business what I’m doing and no, I don’t intend to let you know more than what you know now. I’m in a hurry. Goodbye.” And flinging a smile at Ron, he threw the cloak around him and disappeared in the darkness of the room.
After he saw the door open and close alone, Ron cast the disillusionment charm on himself and disappeared through the door too. He guessed it would be difficult to follow Harry since he had the cloak. But he saw the soles of Harry’s shoes a little bit and was pleased with himself. He seemed to take the way that lead to the Transfiguration Classroom. After that, Ron lost him for a little but, following his instincts he arrived at Professor McGonagall’s classroom door.
He tried to look through the peephole, but someone had stuck a piece of paper there. He realized the door was slightly open and that he could open it a little bit just to sneak a quick look at what was happening inside and what mystery was Harry holding from him.
He suddenly heard a gasp, a terrible gasp coming from someone inside. The first thought that crossed his mind was that maybe Harry was being attacked, and Ron couldn’t breathe. He opened the door with a little more strength he had expected - he had to make sure as quickly as possible that Harry was alright.
The first thing he saw was Harry’s face thrown back sweating and with his mouth open gasping and breathing heavily. But suddenly Ron felt his feet stuck to the floor and he couldn’t move in shock. Ron’s eyes became wider as he tried to assimilate what he was seeing. Harry was almost naked; his bare chest was rubbing against another one and his trousers were down on the floor. Harry lifted his head and, with a greater shock than before, he saw Harry kiss the other person whose cock was as hard as Harry’s.
The other boy was Draco Malfoy.
They were rubbing their penises against each other gasping and kissing frantically. Suddenly Ron realized his feet could move and started running. Thoughts of that scene kept assaulting his brain, making him sick and nauseous. How could Harry have kept this outrageous thing from him? As he took off his disillusionment charm and recited the password to enter the Common Room, his mind was wild with views of Malfoy and Harry kissing anxiously for each other. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to vomit thinking about this but it seemed like a good idea to him.
Lying in bed looking at the ceiling, once again he tried to relieve his mind from the images of Harry and Malfoy. He wasn’t sure that, now that he knew the truth, he wanted to know more. He wasn’t actually disgusted by the act itself, because he had nothing against homosexuality, it was just…Harry and Malfoy - that bloody bastard he hated so much! Ron heard the door open and pretended he was asleep so Harry wouldn’t suspect he was spying on him.
The next day, Ron’s insomnia got worse. Hermione asked him what he had discovered but he told her that he couldn’t pursue Harry under the cloak. He couldn’t tell her the truth, she would probably be as disappointed as him, or maybe he was respecting Harry’s silence of his sexy evenings.
He tried to ease his thoughts by thinking of himself with Hermione on top of him, her breasts with pink nipples pointing at him. He imagined sucking and licking those excited nipples and grabbing her full breasts into his large hands, caressing her. It was working - he was no longer thinking of Harry and Malfoy. He imagined Hermione lying down and starting to lick his nipples too. Thinking this, he started to stroke his cock slowly. Hermione was now sitting on his belly grabbing his hips, her mouth wet from constantly licking her own lips. She grabbed his cock and sucked it deeply and Ron realized a gaps by thing this. Hermione sucking and licking his cock as in his mind made him gasp heavily. But suddenly, it should have been Hermione licking his cock but it was not, it was Harry fulfilling Ron’s thoughts now.
Ron stopped stroking his cock but its hardness wouldn’t go away. He tried to think of Hermione again but this time only Harry would come to his mind. He imagined himself in Malfoy’s place. His cock almost jumped with excitement from this new fantasy that did not include. Harry’s chest was heaving up and down while he kissed Ron. His kiss was soft but demanding. He slid his hand down Harry’s boxers and touched his cock. In his imagination Harry was smaller than him in length but wider, and that satisfied him. Ron felt Harry pulling down his boxers and tossing them to the ground. In a second Ron was naked so he decided to do the same to Harry. As the two boys were naked he felt Harry’s hands pulling him closer and he felt pressure on both cocks as they slithered against each other. It was wonderful to feel Harry’s cock rubbing against his, feeling that Harry was enjoying it as much as he was. He felt Harry’s lips kissing his neck and sucking it as their cocks continued to stroke.
A burst of desire spread in Ron’s body. He felt ashamed by his thoughts about Harry. He had never felt that way about him, but he knew it was merely sexual. Thinking about that didn’t relieve his sense of guilt and forbidden pleasure but, unnoticed, his insomnia disappeared and he went back to sleep peacefully with only one thought in his mind: how would he face Harry in the next morning?
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