Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/10076990. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M, Multi Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling Relationship: Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter, Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter/Other(s) Character: Harry_Potter, Draco_Malfoy, Original_Character Additional Tags: Explicit_Language, Slash_sex, Out_of_Character, Sexual_Content, Voyeurism, Romance Collections: HPFandom Stats: Published: 2007-04-01 Words: 2136 ****** One True Love ****** by Lady Bahiya [archived by HPFandom_archivist] Summary I have to let my dream die for his to live, it's only fair. My contribution to the Serpentinelion's Secrets and Wishes Fic Fest on Livejournal. Notes Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator, please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection profile. =============================================================================== Title: One True Love Author: Lady B (watcher) Pairing: Draco/Harry/OMC Rating: NC17 Genre: Romance Warnings: Voyeurism, Language, M/M relationship, frotting, oral, anal (implied), Under 18 (Harry and Draco are 17) Summary: I have to let my dream die for his to live, it's only fair. Challenge: [http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v20/Blackcat666x/ journal.gif]Serpentinelion's Secrets & Wishes Fest. [http:// img.photobucket.com/albums/v20/Blackcat666x/journal.gif]empress_jae requested the following: This may sound strange, but I'd like a hogwarts era fic from the perspective of an original character. basically, a student at hogwarts who's either in slytherin or gryffindor, but is not a neville or hermoine or pansy, etc. i guess in a way, this would sort of be a mary sue (but not), but this character isn't necessarily close to Harry or Draco, however one or even both of them find themselves confiding in this character about the difficulties and/ or excitements of their relationship, given that it's so hard to talk to their closer friends without being scrutinized or attacked. the character should probably be male, because I'd like him to maybe over hear secret conversations and defiantly "accidentally" see harry and Draco having a quick frotting session (or maybe something hotter!) in an alcove or empty classroom, and become turned on or even slightly jealous. I hope I did this prompt some justice. =) Beta'd by: [http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v20/Blackcat666x/ journal.gif]suemonroe, any other mistakes are mine. Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Author's Note: Duncan McTeague is an original character. He's a fellow Gryff who would rather read then play Quidditch. He's the second openly gay male in Hogwarts (the first being Seamus) with a major crush on Harry Potter. This is from his POV. Takes place near the end of 7th year and the war is over. =============================================================================== "Duncan?" came a voice just behind me. I marked off the page I was reading and turned around. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Harry Potter standing there. "Pardon?" I gaped. "You're Duncan McTeague, right?" Harry asked. I could only nod stupidly. Why is the defeater of the Dark Lord Voldemort, talking to me? I watched as he twisted his hands nervously. Why is he nervous? He killed Voldemort. He shouldn't be nervous, I should be. "Yeah, but everyone calls me 'Fergie'. Um...would you like to sit?" I asked, swinging my legs off the couch I'd commandeered in a corner of our common room. He looked relieved and quickly sat. I watched him silently, waiting for him to speak. He finally took a deep breath and looked at me. "I don't know where to begin. This must seem so strange to you, me coming up to you out of the blue and all,” Harry stammered. "Depends on what it is you wanted to talk about,” I replied. "Well, um...Merlin, this is hard!" he laughed. "And I'm supposed to be a Gryffindor." "Brave and loyal and all that rot?" I had to laugh. "Exactly." Harry grinned. "Harry, I don't know you that well, but I know you have a good heart. Whatever you want to talk to me about, I won't think less of you for it. You seem like a decent bloke,” I told him, setting his mind at ease. "I know I should talk to Ron and Hermione about this but I don't think they would understand it. Well, Hermione might, since she's muggleborn as well, but Ron wouldn't. All the same, I can't go to them with this." And it suddenly became clear to me what the problem was. "Is it because you're gay?" I asked. He looked at me, eyes wide. "How did you-" "Look who you're talking to. I think I'm the only openly gay male, besides Seamus, in Hogwarts." I smiled. "Are you not comfortable with it?" "No, it's not that,” he sighed, "I'm in a relationship with this guy. We've been together for about four months now. And it's exciting, you know, because I've never had something that was completely mine." "I hear a 'but' in there." "But I just feel like it isn't real. I mean I care about him, a great deal, but we don't have anything in common and I'm afraid he's going to get bored with me and look for someone better." "Tell me about him." "He's funny and smart. He has a great sense of humor but he hides it because it's not how people expect him to be. I know he cares for me and sometimes I just want to shout it from the top of the highest tower..." His voice trailed off. "But you're afraid of what everyone may think of you afterwards,” I finished for him. He nodded, staring down at his hands. "Have you ever been in a situation where you've got the hots for the last person you ever expected to?" Harry asked, looking at me with his bright green eyes. I felt my heart skip a beat again. "I do,” I answered, sure my voice sounded deeper then I meant it to. "Then you know how it feels. How do you deal with that?" "Have you talked to your companion about how you feel?" I avoided the question as quickly as I could. "Well...no. But he's stated on more than one occasion that he wanted to keep it quiet for now." "Maybe he's feeling insecure about what you feel for him? A relationship works both ways, Harry. You need to talk things out. Maybe something has changed. But how will you know, unless you talk to him about it?" Harry stared at me for the longest time, thinking over my words. And then he smiled brightly. "You're right. I should be talking to him about this. Thanks, Fergie." Harry patted my shoulder and left the common room. Once he was gone, I took a deep breath to center myself. I was jealous, of course. Some bloke has captured Harry's heart. There was no chance for me. And then I began to wonder...who was the lucky sod? - - - I found out late one evening, about two weeks later. I was returning to Gryffindor from the library when I heard a sound ahead of me. Glancing around and seeing no one near, I inched closer to where I heard the sound. The noise was coming from one of the unused classrooms. There was a faint light coming from the slightly open door and I heard whispering sounds from within. Careful not to make a sound, I moved closer. What I saw shocked and aroused me in the same breath. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy of all people, snogging the daylights out of each other, Harry writhing beneath Draco on top of an unused desk like a snake in water. My mouth dropped open as I watched them. I watched a pale hand snake between their bodies to cup the erection I knew Harry had to have. This statement was proven true when I heard a breathless moan from Harry. Watching the two of them, my own cock began to harden but I resisted the urge to touch myself. Draco began moving down Harry's body, removing clothes along the way. He gently pulled Harry's pants down over his erect flesh and I got my first and only look at that part of Harry I'd only seen in my dreams. It was large and uncut, nestled in a dark bed of satin-looking curls. I watched, more than a bit jealous, as the blond lapped at that turgid flesh with his tongue, drawing a keening sound from Harry's lips. "Gods, Draco!" Harry hissed, as Draco's dipped his tongue into the slit. Hollowing his cheeks, Draco slowly drew Harry into his mouth and Harry arched up off the desk, his fingers tangling in Draco's hair. Draco swallowed him deeply until his nose was pressed into Harry's groin and he hummed once before contracting his throat muscles around the cock in his mouth. I could see his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. Harry cried out and I watched his thighs tense. Draco contracted his throat once more and with a needy cry, Harry came, curling his upper body around Draco's head as if to shelter him from view. Draco waited until Harry settled before drawing back, licking Harry's sensitive flesh and planting a small kiss on the tip. He kissed his way back up Harry's body. Harry kissed him hungrily, stealing his taste from Draco's mouth. When his breathing returned to normal, Harry seemed to decide it was time to return the favor and he began to undo Draco's jeans to get to the treasure inside but Draco stopped him. "Harry, wait!" Draco whispered. Harry pulled back slightly, frowning. "What's wrong?" "Nothing, I just have something to say, is all,” Draco replied, getting to his feet. Harry sat up, his lips swollen and red from Draco's kisses and I clamped a hand over my mouth to stifle the whimper that tried to escape. "What is it, Draco?" Draco moved out of my line of sight and I didn't dare try and push open the door any further than necessary. "I don't know where to begin, Harry. This is hard for me." I heard him state. Harry frowned. "A-Are you breaking up with me?" Harry stammered, sounding so sad, my own heart began to break. Draco was by his side in an instant, wrapping an arm around him. "Merlin, no, Harry! That would be like cutting off my nose to spite my face! I love you, more than I ever thought possible. You're the first person I've ever said those words to, you know that?" "Your parents, surely-" "No, Harry. Not once in my whole life. You've shown me what it's like to love someone with their whole heart and soul. You. No one else gets to me like you do, no one's ever tried. I don't want to lose that. I don't want to lose you." Draco left his place at Harry's side and he dropped to one knee before him. My face must have mirrored the shock I saw on Harry's as Draco pulled a small velvet box from his pocket and held it out to Harry. "Draco, what-" "Will you, Harry James Potter, consent to be my life-mate, from now until the end of our days?" Draco opened the box and a platinum band engraved with Celtic Runes of love and devotion sat nestled in the black velvet. Tears sprang to my eyes as I saw the craftsmanship that went into making that ring. "Draco, I don't know what to say?" Harry sniffled, eyes shining bright with tears. "I was kind of hoping you would say yes so I can announce it at breakfast tomorrow." Draco smirked. "Say you'll be mine, Harry. Please?" Harry paused, staring at Draco. "You want to tell everyone? About us?" "Yes, Harry, I do. I thought about this ever since you brought it up a few weeks back. And I don't want to hide anymore. I want to be publicly acknowledged as your friend, your lover, your everything." By the time Draco was done speaking, Harry was in tears. They were shining like diamonds on his cheeks and I felt my own eyes burning. Harry laughed then, wiping his eyes. "God I'm such a girl!" Harry snorted. Draco leaned up and kissed the tip of his nose. "But I still love you. That will never change." Draco held up the box again and Harry stared at it for just a moment before launching himself into Draco's arms. "Yes, yes, a million times yes!" Harry grinned. Draco kissed him breathless before drawing back to slip the ring on Harry's left hand. A promise of things I could no longer have. Draco transfigured the desk into a bed so he and Harry could lie upon it, I could watch no more and quietly moved away. - - - I couldn't sleep that night, visions of Harry and Draco together keeping me awake. I pulled out my journal and began to write down my thoughts. Today I witnessed something I hope, one day, to have for my own. One true love. I always thought he'd be my one love and it turns out he belongs to someone else. I have to let my dream die for his to live, it's only fair. I know his chosen is good for him; they're both good for each other, in a strange way. But I'm always going to wonder...what if it had been me? Be well, my love. Be happy, as you so richly deserve. I love you, Harry Potter. "Fergie" McTeague, Gryffindor March 8, 1998   ~Fin~ Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!