The Consequences of Loving a Malfoy

Chapter 3

"So you don't like me then," Draco stated. "You're in love with me."

Harry's head snapped up when he said this, and he looked deep into his grey eyes. He had found out his secret. What was he going to do now? Should he deny it? Pretend that it wasn't true? Or should he confess, and tell him that it was true; he was in love with him and had been for quite some time? He couldn't help but think that, again, the outcome of the whole situation depended on Draco's reaction. If he freaked out, and told Harry to stay away from him, then all Harry's chances would be blown, and he would have no chance to get to know Draco better. He wouldn't be his friend. He wouldn't have the companion that he had so wanted. He would have nobody to turn to, and nobody would turn to him in times of need.

But on the other hand, if he lied to the blonde now then, their friendship would mean nothing, because it would be based on lies. If he denied to Draco that he loved him, he would have to change the whole way he behaved around him. If he lied now, he would have to keep on lying, and then Draco would feel that he could never trust him. He decided to tell Draco the truth. If Draco rejected him now, as he was sure to, then there was no point carrying on the relationship. If Draco wouldn't accept him then there was just no point.

After a loaded pause while Harry considered these things he answered,

"Yes. I am in love with you."

The expression on the other boys face never changed when he said this, it stayed blank.

"For how long?"

Harry was surprised by this question. He had expected the other boy to just laugh, or be disgusted, or just walk away and never come back. This was the last thing he had thought would happen. The fact that the other boy was looking further into the matter, gave him hope. He would answer all his questions truthfully, and then see what happened.

"Since the beginning of the year. September."

"September. This is December, so 3 months?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me last night? I wouldn't have rejected you."

Harry's jaw dropped. This was not going the way he had expected it to. But he stuck to his guns and answered him.

"Yes you would have. You were holding me and if I had told you then, you would have been disgusted. You would have thrown me out and told me to forget the deal. You would have told me that it wasn't worth it. I know you would have."

Now it was Draco's turn for his jaw to drop. His eyes were filled with horror, and Harry thought he saw tears in his eyes. He wondered what the tears were for, but he didn't have the chance to figure it out. Draco had suddenly moved so he was facing Harry. He grabbed him, and turned him so they were nose to nose. Harry breath quickened at the closeness.

He felt warm breath on his face and a hand on his waist, pushing him so Draco was on top of him and Harry was lying on his back.

"I won't reject you. I promise I won't. Not ever."

He leaned in the last few centimetres, and kissed Harry gently. After a while, he felt a hand on his face and a tongue touching his lower lip, asking for entrance. His mouth opened and their tongues touched, gently at first, but then more demanding. As they explored each others mouths, Harry heard someone moan, and realised it was him.

The hands on his waist tightened their grip and Harry raised his hands to that they were around the other boys' neck, and ran his fingers through the silky soft hair. He lowered his hands to Draco's arse and squeezed gently, earning a groan from the other boy. Draco started pressing their bodies together and rubbing their erections against one another, causing a wonderful friction.

He slipped his hand under Draco's t shirt and ran his hands over the taut muscles on his stomach and chest. His fingers circled his nipples, and he felt them harden under his fingertips. He trailed his hands down the boys' sides and played with his navel, before continuing lower. The felt the other boy mirroring his movements, and wondered if he was causing as much pleasure to Draco as Draco was causing to him.

He lowered his hand into the other boys' trousers, and, feeling Draco doing the same to him, started stroking the throbbing erection, under his hand. He firstly stroked with one finger and then increased it to his whole hand very slowly. By the time he was sliding his whole fist up and down the other boys cock, he felt very close to the edge himself, and knew that Draco must be also. He increased his pace and heard the other boy shout out as he came in his hand. He quickly followed, and soon they were clinging to each other, revelling in the aftermath of their orgasms.

Harry couldn't believe what had just happened. He couldn't believe what was still happening, as Draco leaned over to him a placed a small kiss on his swollen lips. This morning, he had felt happy, because he had found a friend in Draco, but there was always the thought of his love hanging over him like a dark cloud. Now that it was out in the open, there didn't seem like there was anything to worry about. Draco had accepted him, more than he ever could have hoped for, and that was all he needed.

He didn't know if the other boy returned the feelings, or if this was just his way of telling him that it was ok, but Harry didn't really mind either way. He would still love Draco, but even if he wasn't loved back, at least he would have this experience to look back on and remember that Draco loved him as a friend, as family, even if he couldn't love him as a lover.

He snuggled down onto the other boys chest, feeling more contented that he could ever remember being in his whole life. The feeling only increased when he felt fingers running through his hair, gently twirling it and then letting it go. His eyes very getting really heavy, but just as he was falling asleep he heard a voice in his ear.

"I love you too Harry. I think I always have, but I'm only just realising it now. I'll never turn you away. I promise."

Harry heard the words, but he was already halfway to dreamland. A smile crossed his lips as he fell asleep, dreams filled with grey eyes and blonde hair and a beautiful smile.

When Harry woke, he felt at peace. He wondered why this was, until he remembered where he was and what had happened. He opened his eyes slowly, not wanting the feeling to ever end. When his eyes were fully open, he looked up into beautiful grey eyes, and let out a breath he didn't even know he had been holding. It hadn't been a dream. It had been real, very real, and he smiled at the face looming above him.

"Hello you." The vision said. Draco leant down and kissed him softly, as if to reassure him that he was awake. He returned the kiss, and soon he felt the other boys tongue begging entrance again. He allowed it, but broke the kiss before it became too heated. Draco didn't seem to mind; he just gave him a kiss on the forehead, and helped him to his feet. When they were standing, Draco took him by the hand and led him back around the lake in the direction of the school.

Harry was confused to what was happening, so he stopped and turned to face the other boy.

"What happens now?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what are we? Boyfriends? Lovers? Friends with benefits?"

Draco laughed. "Well if that's what you want, but I don't think it will work out like that somehow."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, friends with benefits don't love each other. I would say boyfriends sounds good. That's if you want us to be boyfriends?"

Harry smiled. "I do."

Draco smiled back. "Good, cause I wasn't going to take no for an answer." He leaned in and kissed him again, wrapping his arms around his waist. "I really do love you, you know. I wasn't kidding when I said that I was just realising it."

"How do you mean, you are just realising it? Haven't you loved me since the moment you met me?" He said this with a cheeky smile on his face.

"No, I'm Draco remember, not Ron. I haven't always worshipped the ground you walked, or and the toilet you shit in."

"And you do now?"

"Not quite. I think I can stay clear of shitty toilets, thank you very much. But I do worship you though, and I expect the same in return."

"Hmmm. We'll see. You still haven't explained what you meant when you said you were just realising it?"

"Well, there is a fine line between love and hate. I've hated you with a passion for so long that I think I crossed that line recently. My views of you changed during the Triwizard Tournament, from hate to respect. The way you faced that dragon, you didn't even look scared. It was incredible. And then in the second task you saved that girl, when you didn't even know her, just because Fleur didn't turn up on time. And, well, you know what happened in the third task. All that combined, along with all the trials you've had to face since you came here, makes you a hero. However much you deny it, its true. And that's me, Draco Malfoy, telling you that.

"Well, when 5th year came around, and we had that woman Umbridge, I knew something was going to crack. There was no way you were just going to take someone telling you that Voldemort hadn't returned lying down. When you first made a stand in DADA I knew that was only the start of things. I was right. All that business with Dumbledore's Army, was totally fantastic. I was sorely tempted to join it myself, in fact my father encouraged me, but it would have looked strange being the only Slytherin at the meetings.

I know it looked like I was totally against you last year , but I was silently cheering every time you stood up to that dreadful woman. Even my father thought she went over the top with the whole thing. I knew she was making you use the Self Inflicting Quill, and I wanted to do something to stop it."

He lifted up Harry's left hand and studied the scar that was still there. 'I must not tell lies' was written, bold as brass, on the back of his hand.

"You never lie. Even when I asked you if it was true that you loved me, you told the truth. It could have meant the end of our friendship before it had even begun, but still you didn't lie. I admire that. I think that was when I fell in love with you. The minute you answered my question. I knew that all my hatred for you had evaporated, and in its place was a love just as strong, if not stronger. I couldn't believe it when you said that you thought I would reject you. I understood your reasoning, but I knew that I could never reject you. Not now, not ever. I love you so much Harry."

And with that he pulled the other boy closer to him and laid his head on shoulder, his lips pressed into his neck. Harry ran his hands up and down Draco's back, in a soothing rhythm.

"I love you too. More than you can ever imagine. Don't ever leave me. Please?"

"I won't, I wont, I won't, I promise. I couldn't. Don't even think about it, it's not going to happen. I'll stay with you for as long as you want me."

"Forever."

TBC.