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      Colin_Creevey/Harry_Potter, Seamus_Finnigan/Terry_Boot
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      Harry_Potter, Colin_Creevey, Seamus_Finnigan, Terry_Boot, Severus_Snape,
      Albus_Dumbledore, Hermione_Granger, Ron_Weasley
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      Smut, Light_Bondage, Anal, Anal_Sex, Slash, Loss_of_Virginity, Magic,
      Sexual_Content, First_Kiss, First_Time, Underage_Sex, Love, Oral_Sex
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      Published: 2012-01-25 Words: 7397
****** Started with a Bet ******
by Mistress_Ashley
Summary
     Bets have a different meaning in the wizarding world, so when Harry
     hears one being made he feels obligated as a Gryffindor to break
     it&#x2014;it has nothing to do with any feelings he does not have for
     Colin Creevey!
Notes
     I own &#x2026; What do you mean I don&#x2019;t own it? *quiet
     whispering* Really? Well, I guess I don&#x2019;t own it then. Harry
     Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and company --including but not
     limited to Rowling herself, Warner Brothers and Scholastic books. I
     own nothing but the time put into writing this story.
     ** Written for the Love a Lion Fest 2010. Beta'd by Nadale. Any
     mistakes are my own.
     Warnings: Smut, Light Bondage, Mother Hen Hermione (some may see
     minor bashing but I love Hermione as a mother hen) &#x2026; no non-
     con but there is a scene with a sex pushy Terry Boot.
It all started with a bet.
Harry Potter walked through the portrait, on his way out of the common room.
There was no class he was hurrying to or lunch he was going to be late for.
Harry was just wandering, mostly to avoid the millionth argument between Ron
and Hermione. He wished they&#x2019;d just kiss and get it over with.
&#x201C;&#x2026; virgin.&#x201D;
That stopped Harry in his tracks. Quietly he sneaked forward to find his
roommate, Seamus Finnigan and the Ravenclaw, Terry Boot, hidden away in a small
alcove.
Harry slid into another alcove, straining his ears. Some would say he was too
curious for his own good, but as he listened to what the two boys were
discussing, he was glad of that fact.
&#x201C;I can&#x2019;t say I&#x2019;m surprised, it&#x2019;s Creevey. What else
would you expect?&#x201D; Boot&#x2019;s haughty voice was saying.
Harry&#x2019;s eyes narrowed to slits. He wondered if they were talking about
Colin or Dennis, but figured it didn&#x2018;t matter much either way even as he
forced down any feelings that said Colin was more important.
&#x201C;I say we help him along.&#x201D; The familiar Irish brogue of Seamus
Finnigan sounded through the hall. &#x201C;We&#x2018;ll make it a bet.&#x201D;
&#x201C;On what terms?&#x201D; Terry asked.
&#x201C;Whoever sleeps with, no, no, it has to be virginity. Whoever takes
Colin&#x2019;s virginity, wins.&#x201D;
The conversation continued, Seamus and Terry tossing prize ideas back and forth
as they began the trek out of Hogwarts, but Harry had heard enough.
A growl sounded through the alcove Harry had taken residence within, echoing
through the empty hall, and it took him a moment to realize it had come from
his own throat, making his chest vibrate with the sound.
Harry turned from his own alcove, slipping from his hiding place and with eyes
narrowed he stalked away, a dark cloud practically hanging over him.
This was not something he would allow. Harry told himself the reason for his
outrage was just because he was a Gryffindor and allowing something like this
to continue wasn&#x2019;t something a true Gryffindor would or could do. Once
again, Harry pushed down any and all personal feelings he did not have for
Colin.
------
That night, Harry lay awake long into the night, glaring into the darkness
above his bed while listening to the snores of his roommates. He wondered
briefly why this mattered so much but could come up with no more than the
burning pit of something that had settled in his stomach since he had heard
Seamus and Terry talking. The reason it bothered him didn&#x2019;t really
matter much, though, just that it did, right? With this thought he turned his
mind to his options.
Except that there weren&#x2019;t many options open to him at this point. If he
had been thinking straight earlier, he could have stopped the bet but the terms
would have been set by now.
Harry remembered how, in second year, thinking nothing of it at the time, he
had tried to make a bet with Ron, only to have Ron freak. Ron had explained
that bets were a bit like shoddy versions of an unbreakable vow. Once the terms
had been agreed upon, the bet was set. Unlike an unbreakable vow, though, there
were ways of getting out of them. The price for not fulfilling the bet were
also more lenient. Still, most chose to continue instead of face the
consequences, which probably meant they weren&#x2019;t that much more lenient.
Harry could try to talk to Seamus but Harry was much too familiar with Seamus
Finnigan to try that course of action. He could go to one of the professors but
that just didn&#x2019;t seem right or very Gryffindor-like &#x2014;not that the
bet was very Gryffindor-like either.
There were only three options left. Harry could find out the terms of the bet
and try to break them. That was probably the easiest option&#x2026;maybe,
depending on how talkative Seamus became.
The next option was telling Colin. Harry was most hesitant to try this option.
Colin might be annoying sometimes, but Harry really didn&#x2019;t want to hurt
him with the fact that a fellow Gryffindor would come up with a bet like that.
The last option was to 'un-virginize' Colin. Harry wasn&#x2019;t sure this was
even an option given that he was doing this to prevent just that but maybe if
it was Colin&#x2019;s choice that would make him feel better &#x2026; maybe.
Rolling onto his side, Harry closed his eyes deciding that he&#x2019;d try to
find out the terms of the bet. If he could find any way to break them he would.
He&#x2019;d save telling Colin or the professors as a last resort.
------
The next day found Harry seated at his usual spot at the Gryffindor table.
Harry pushed the food around on his plate as Ron, who was seated beside him,
seemed to have no problem shoveling his own food into his mouth.
Harry glanced up and down the table but just as Seamus hadn&#x2019;t been there
the last time he had looked, three minutes ago, he wasn&#x2019;t there now.
Knowing Seamus, he was likely to still be in bed, snoring all the while.
A look to the Ravenclaw table showed Terry Boot wide awake and eating with all
the grace of a pureblood, but the looks he was shooting the Gryffindor table,
particularly the end of the table where Colin Creevey sat, were certainly not
filled with anything most pureblood would allow to show on their faces in
public ---but Harry knew the Boots weren't much for the fanatical side of
pureblood tradition.
Poor Colin Creevey, who was still the tiniest of his year as well as the other
years, had no idea what he was in for but, Harry looked behind him towards the
doors of the Great Hall to see Seamus entering and heading towards Colin, he
was soon to find out.
Seamus took the open seat next to Colin and the flirting began immediately. It
started light, but the intensity upped quickly as Seamus realized Colin
wasn&#x2019;t responding. Some of the comments were crude enough to make Kitta
Lee, a more knowledgeable and sex conscious sixth year, blush but again, Harry
was happy to see, Colin paid no mind to anything Seamus was saying.
Still, Harry&#x2019;s eyes narrowed when he heard Seamus practically
proposition Colin. With that, Harry slammed his silverware down onto the table
with a ringing clang and, leaving a bewildered Hermione and a still eating Ron
behind, he schooled his features into a pleasant mask and made his way down the
table.
Harry was pleased to see that Colin&#x2019;s eyes had zeroed in on him as soon
as he stood up. A smile inched his lips up as he stood before Colin. If
Seamus&#x2019; eyes could shoot the killing curse, Harry decided he&#x2019;d
probably have been dead ten times over. This thought put a full-blown smirk on
his face.
&#x201C;Hi ya, Harry!&#x201D; Colin squealed out, eyes nearly popping out of
their sockets. Colin was almost quivering as he waited for Harry&#x2019;s reply
and &#x2014;if Harry wasn&#x2019;t mistaken&#x2014; Colin was even holding his
breath.
&#x201C;Hey, Colin,&#x201D; Harry greeted back. He felt his Slytherin side come
to the forefront as he glanced at a still glaring Seamus. &#x201C;I was hoping
to talk to you about something. Are you busy?&#x201D;
Colin&#x2019;s head swished back and forth quickly, much like a dog shaking off
water droplets before he jumped to his feet, stumbling over the bench in his
hurry.
Harry let himself feel a moment of satisfaction as he led Colin out of the
Great Hall, the itch in the center of his back letting him know more than one
pair of eyes were trying to burn through him.
But what the bloody hell was he going to do now? He wasn&#x2019;t sure what he
was going to ask Colin, but he&#x2019;d better come up with something fast,
because they&#x2019;d traveled out of Hogwarts and onto the grounds. Colin
settled onto the grassy hill overlooking the lake and turned to look
expectantly at Harry.
Harry searched his mind for something, anything, to explain why he had wanted
to talk to Colin.
&#x201C;What was it you wanted, Harry?&#x201D; Colin asked softly, a frown
creasing his brow.
&#x201C;I, ah, I wanted to ask you &#x2026;,&#x201D; Harry stammered. He cast
his eyes around before they landed on Colin&#x2019;s ever present camera and
inspiration hit. He wasn&#x2019;t sure why he hadn&#x2019;t thought of it
before. Harry took a deep breath to play up his 'embarrassment'. &#x201C;I, um,
well, I have this photo album. Hagrid gave it to my first year and it&#x2019;s
got all these pictures of my parents but,&#x201D; Harry glanced at the ground
to hide the suddenly very real emotion that was sure to be filling them,
&#x201C;There are a lot of empty pages. I was hoping to, to maybe make it
partly mine by filling it with pictures taken here at Hogwarts.&#x201D;
Harry watched pink creep up Colin&#x2019;s neck to settle in his cheeks.
&#x201C;I, I have some older ones you could have,&#x201D; Colin offered shyly.
Harry smiled kindly at the other boy. &#x201C;That&#x2019;d be brilliant,
Colin. I was hoping you&#x2019;d agree to take some more, as well.&#x201D;
Colin&#x2019;s eyes widened, smile splitting his face and a sparkle entered
those widened eyes. &#x201C;Sure, Harry, sure!&#x201D; Colin&#x2019;s head took
to bobbing again.
&#x201C;Great,&#x201D; Harry said enthusiastically. There were still details to
work out but Harry made a quick exit. It would give him a reason to drag Colin
away the next time Seamus or Terry, tried something.
-----
The next few weeks were hectic for Harry; not only did he have classes and
schoolwork, but he was now also on the lookout for either Seamus or Terry
closing in on Colin. He also had to constantly shake Hermione off his trail.
She was like a dog with a bone, always trailing after him trying to get him to
open up and tell her what was going on.
Harry sighed in exasperation. He had seen Seamus leave the Common Room ten
minutes ago and Harry knew Colin was in the Owlery sending pictures home to his
dad. There was only one way in or out of the Owlery ---unless you were an owl
or had a broom and Harry really didn&#x2019;t want Colin to be cornered there,
so he was on his way to rescue &#x2026; to suggest a photo shoot.
Except, Hermione was once again trailing behind him.
&#x201C;Stop following me, Hermione,&#x201D; Harry said loudly, his
exasperation turning into something a bit more solid as Hermione was keeping
him from his self-appointed task of keeping Colin safe.
&#x201C;I just want to know where you&#x2019;re going. You&#x2019;re always
just up and leaving lately. I&#x2019;m just worried, Harry, and Ron is too.
We&#x2019;ve talked about this and &#x2026;&#x201D;
Harry didn&#x2019;t let her finish, &#x201C;Did you ever think I didn&#x2019;t
tell you because it&#x2019;s none of your business? Do I ask you where
you&#x2019;re going every time you leave the Common Room? Do I follow you when
you won&#x2019;t tell me?&#x201D;
Hermione frowned, hurt swimming through her eyes. &#x201C;No, but you never
tell us anything, Harry. We&#x2019;re your friends and we worry.&#x201D;
Harry sighed once more. He loved Hermione like a sister but she was such a
mother-hen. &#x201C;If you must know, I&#x2019;ve asked Colin to get some
pictures for me.&#x201D;
Hermione&#x2019;s frown deepened but her eyes lightened as she got her answer
as well as a new puzzle. &#x201C;Really? Whatever for? Besides, I thought you
hated Colin.&#x201D;
&#x201C;I don&#x2019;t hate Colin and he&#x2019;s agreed to help me fill my
photo album.&#x201D; Hermione&#x2019;s mouth opened, sure to spew out more
questions. &#x201C;Anything else can wait, Hermione, I&#x2019;ve got somewhere
to be. Go back to the Common Room or the library or whatever but just,
don&#x2019;t follow me!&#x201D; Harry told her sternly. Trusting she
wouldn&#x2018;t follow, he continued on his way towards the owlery.
It was a good thing he got there when he had as, much to his surprise, Terry
and not Seamus, had Colin backed into a corner. Harry watched with burning eyes
as Colin tried to wriggle his way past Terry, who, rattlesnake quick, managed
to snatch Colin&#x2019;s wrist and pull him back, boxing him into the corner.
Colin&#x2019;s wary eyes sought the door, lighting upon Harry with pure relief.
&#x201C;Harry,&#x201D; Colin breathed, drawing Terry&#x2019;s attention to the
open doorway where Harry stood.
It was at this point that Harry guessed Colin had some idea of what was going
on or maybe that he&#x2019;d just sensed the ill intent pouring off Terry.
&#x201C;Hey Colin,&#x201D; Harry greeted warmly, before adding coldly as an
afterthought, &#x201C;Terry.&#x201D; A nod of his head was all Terry got before
Harry turned back to Colin, tilting his head to the hallway behind him,
&#x201C;Can I get a minute?&#x201D;
For one moment, Terry&#x2019;s face became something truly hideous before it
was hidden as if it had never been there. Harry decided he&#x2019;d need to
keep a closer eye on Terry as Colin scurried out of the room without a backward
glance. Harry backed out the door, never once giving his back to blank-faced
Terry.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, a sigh echoed by Colin, as soon as they were
both clear of the owlery. A smile erupted over both their faces, laughter
following close behind.
Oddly, it was only then that Harry knew they were friends.
Once the laughter calmed down, Colin turned to Harry, &#x201C;Thanks for the
save, Harry.&#x201D;
Harry arranged his face into askance, &#x201C;What was that all about
anyway?&#x201D;
Colin&#x2019;s smile had a tinge of sadness now. &#x201C;Don&#x2019;t act like
you don&#x2019;t know. Every time one of them has cornered me you&#x2019;ve
been only minutes behind to rescue me. I might not know all the details but I
think you might. So, tell me, what was that all about?&#x201D;
Harry dropped his gaze to the stone floor, shame rolling through him. He
glanced through his lowered lashes, eyes solemn as he asked, &#x201C;Are you
sure you want to know?&#x201D;
The other boy rolled his lower lip in, teeth nibbling on it as he thought it
over. &#x201C;Yeah,&#x201D; Colin nodded, &#x201C;I think it&#x2019;s not
something I want to know, but, maybe something I should know, isn&#x2019;t
it?&#x201D; Colin asked uncertainly.
Harry heaved a deep sigh. This wasn&#x2019;t something he had wanted to have to
tell Colin. &#x201C;They made a bet,&#x201D; Harry said simply, hoping beyond
hope that Colin wouldn&#x2019;t take it further.
&#x201C;Who?&#x201D; The way it was asked almost had Harry reaching for Colin,
the sadness was bright on his face, following closely with betrayal.
&#x201C;What was the bet about? And, how did you know?&#x201D; The last
question was asked in a bare whisper.
&#x201C;Seamus and Terry, and they, well, they bet on who could take your
&#x2026; who could get you to sleep with them first. It seems Terry feels as if
he&#x2019;s losing if he felt the need to push so much.&#x201D;
&#x201C;And how did you know?&#x201D; Colin&#x2019;s voice was stronger this
time, knowing Harry would try to avoid it as long as possible.
&#x201C;I overheard them making the bet. I would have tried to stop it but
&#x2026; I was just so angry that I wasn&#x2019;t thinking. I didn&#x2019;t
remember about Wizard bets until later and by then it was too late,&#x201D;
Harry explained hurriedly, tripping over his words as he tried to get Colin to
believe him.
Colin looked confused. &#x201C;You say Wizard bets like it should mean
something other than what I&#x2019;m thinking?&#x201D; There was a questioning
lilt to the words that had Harry explaining everything Ron had once told him
about bets made in the Wizarding world. &#x201C;So, what you&#x2019;re saying
is that they now have no choice but to follow through with the bet? I have no
choice but to just give in to one of them?&#x201D;
Harry was startled; he wasn&#x2018;t explaining this very well if Colin thought
that. &#x201C;No,&#x201D; he said, shaking his head violently, &#x201C;if you
don&#x2019;t want to sleep with one of them you don&#x2019;t have to.
It&#x2019;s just that once a bet is made and the terms are set down, they have
to follow them. There are always ways to break bets but it&#x2019;s usually
easier on the bet makers if they try everything possible first. Ron told me
that if a bet is broken or they agree that the terms are impossible the bet is
broken but there are always consequences and most of the time they
aren&#x2019;t pleasant. We could go to Professor McGonagall or Dumbledore if
you want, tell them what&#x2019;s going on and get them to break the
bet.&#x201D;
Colin shook his head. &#x201C;If something like what happened today, happens
again, maybe but you said there were other ways to break a bet, right?&#x201D;
Colin asked anxiously. The trust in his eyes as they stared at Harry shook
something deep within that Harry had thought long beaten out of him by Dudley
or maybe just buried under millions of footprints by the walking feet of his
aunt and uncle.
Harry took a deep breath pushing down the shaking feeling. &#x201C;If we can
find the terms of the bet we might be able to break them enough for the bet to
be void &#x2026;&#x201D; Harry let his voice trail off. He didn&#x2019;t want
to suggest what he knew he should.
&#x201C;What else?&#x201D;
Damn it, Colin knew him too well, must have come from all those years of
practically stalking him, Harry thought with a somewhat fond smile.
&#x201C;Break the foundation of the bet.&#x201D; Harry couldn&#x2019;t meet
Colin&#x2019;s eye so he didn&#x2019;t see the brown eyes widen or the blush
that suffused pale cheeks.
&#x201C;You mean &#x2026;&#x201D;
&#x201C;Yeah.&#x201D; Harry&#x2019;s gaze wondered around the empty corridor,
never settling on one thing for long.
&#x201C;Oh,&#x201D; Colin breathed.
&#x201C;Mm hmm,&#x201D; Harry hummed.
There was sharp intake of air before Colin asked, &#x201C;So, I just, just find
someone else and, and, um, break the bet?&#x201D;
Harry&#x2019;s fingers found their way into his dark hair, scratching and
tugging nervously, &#x201C;I&#x2019;m positive that would be a sure way to
break the bet. Isn&#x2019;t there anyone &#x2014;&#x201D;
Colin didn&#x2019;t let him finish. &#x201C;No,&#x201D; he said firmly.
Harry glanced up to find an uncharacteristically stern look donning
Colin&#x2019;s features. It made him look older, Harry realized, the joy that
always shone from Colin made him seem almost childlike but with plump, red lips
set tight and brow furrowed, Colin looked more his age than Harry had ever
seen. It was a good look for him, Harry decided, but he rather preferred the
bubbly, childlike Colin.
&#x201C;But, isn&#x2019;t there someone you would &#x2026;&#x201D;
&#x201C;No,&#x201D; Colin stated, just as firmly, but his eyes wouldn&#x2019;t
meet Harry&#x2019;s. So it was a lie&#x2014; there was someone Colin would be
willing to give his virginity to, but Harry didn&#x2019;t push.
The conversation withered and after a few minutes of walking silently, Harry
spoke, &#x201C;I&#x2019;ve got some ideas for pictures. I&#x2018;d like to get
one of the Quidditch team and a group shot of Gryffindor, maybe one of just
Ron, Hermione, and me ---it&#x2018;s our last year, after all. I&#x2018;d
definitely like one of Dumbledore&#x2018;s Army as well.&#x201D;
&#x201C;You don&#x2019;t have to do this, Harry. I know about the bet now, so I
can watch out for myself, make sure I&#x2019;m not alone with Seamus or Terry.
You don&#x2019;t have to pretend you need something just so you can watch out
for me.&#x201D;
&#x201C;If I didn&#x2019;t want the pictures I wouldn&#x2019;t have asked
&#x2014;and I&#x2019;ve enjoyed spending time with you.&#x201D; If Harry had
raised his eyes from the stone floor leading them back to the Gryffindor common
room, he would have seen the enormous smile that stretched Colin&#x2019;s mouth
and brightened his eyes, but his gaze stayed firmly fixed on his moving feet.
He&#x2019;d never know how happy that simple statement had made Colin.
--------
Harry spent the next few weeks dragging Colin off, camera strap firmly looped
around his neck, to take this picture or that picture. Neither realized that as
the days passed Harry was &#x201C;rescuing&#x201D; Colin less and less
&#x2014;yet they were spending even more time together.
It was one such night, just before curfew, as the sun was setting, that Harry
had managed to evade Ron and Hermione, (though Hermione was, naturally, more
persistent than Ron), and sneak away with Colin.
They had settled by the lake, Colin seated cross legged beside Harry who was on
his stomach, head resting drowsily on crossed arms. Harry peered from lowered
lashes and was rendered speechless.
Colin had his face tilted up into the dying light. The last rays of the
day&#x2019;s sun played across his pale face and highlighted the strands of
golden blond in his hair. Before him was the sparkling perfection of the great
lake while the ever-present darkness of the Forbidden Forest lay to
Colin&#x2019;s right and created a perfect background from where Harry lay, and
behind him was the majestic, hulking figure of Hogwarts castle. The overall
picture had Harry&#x2019;s fingers inching slowly towards Colin&#x2019;s camera
where it had been set between them.
Curling his fingers around the camera, Harry settled quietly onto his side. The
movement wasn&#x2019;t enough to rouse Colin but was still enough to give him a
better shot.
*Click, Pfftt*
Colin&#x2019;s eyes snapped open at the bright flash of light and the awful,
acrid stench of smoke.
&#x201C;What was that for?&#x201D; Colin asked with wide eyes.
Harry lowered his face hoping to hide the warm blush staining his cheeks.
&#x201C;Nothing, I just &#x2026; it was a good picture.&#x201D; Why was he
blushing, Harry wondered? There was nothing wrong with wanting a picture of a
friend &#x2026; except, the thoughts that had caused him to take the picture
weren&#x2019;t those of a friend.
&#x201C;Oh,&#x201D; Colin said, disappointment plain in his voice though Harry
was sure he&#x2019;d tried to hide it, it was also plain of his face as Harry
glanced through his lashes.
&#x201C;Hey,&#x201D; Harry said softly, sitting up swiftly. He reached his hand
out to cup Colin&#x2019;s jaw, thumb unconsciously running over Colin&#x2019;s
cheekbone. &#x201C;What is it? What&#x2018;s wrong?&#x201D;
&#x201C;Nothing,&#x201D; Colin shook is head, yet still managing not to
dislodge Harry&#x2019;s hand, a gentle frown marring his brow.
&#x201C;It&#x2019;s nothing.&#x201D; If Harry wasn&#x2019;t mistaken though,
Colin leaned into his touch, tongue tip peeking out to swipe his full lower
lip.
&#x201C;Then why do you look so sad?&#x201D; Unconsciously, Harry&#x2019;s eyes
dropped to Colin&#x2019;s lips, following the path of that pale pink tongue.
Harry swallowed hard as he heard the stutter in Colin&#x2019;s breathing. Maybe
he hadn't been imagining all the covert looks and flirting statements Colin had
sent his way this past month.
It was with this in mind that Harry gave into the feelings raging through him,
that had always been there, if he was honest with himself. Leaning forward
slowly, giving Colin enough time to pull away if he wished but Colin
didn&#x2019;t pull away, if anything he leaned forward, chin tilting as
Harry&#x2019;s lips settled. Colin&#x2019;s fingers perched on Harry&#x2019;s
robe covered shoulders, tiny, desperate noises emerging from his throat.
Harry&#x2019;s stomach squirmed at the sounds and his lips pressed insistently
forward, tongue flicking out to brush over Colin&#x2019;s softly pursed lips.
Those plump lips parted quickly and easily under Harry&#x2019;s, and it took
Harry a moment to realize the moan that sounded was his own. Tongues slid
sensuously against each other before Harry forced himself to pull back. His
pants for air were echoed by Colin.
Harry pressed his forehead against Colin&#x2019;s, eyes closed as he enjoyed
the closeness between them. He had thought it might be awkward, but it just
seemed like the next step.
The moment of enjoyment was ruined as a sharp voice cut through the air from
the castle doors, &#x201C;Mr. Potter and Mr. Creevey, curfew began ten minutes
ago &#x2014;five points from Gryffindor. I shall check the common room in five
minutes &#x2014;be there.&#x201D; With that, a stern faced Professor McGonagall
stalked her way back into the castle, tartan house-robe pulled tightly around
her.
Their gazes locked for a second before laughter erupted, but they didn&#x2019;t
let this deter their scurry to get to the common room on time.
-----
The next month was a filled with stolen moments and budding love. Harry found
it was easy to fall in love with Colin. He was everything Harry would have
looked for in a girlfriend &#x2026; except that he wasn&#x2019;t a girl. Colin
was kind and thoughtful with a surprising amount of intelligence. It
wasn&#x2019;t that Harry had thought him dumb, but Colin had shown interest in
so few things (one of those being all things photography, the other Harry
himself), but Colin knew many things about the Muggle world and the many
subjects located there. He was also fascinated by all things magical. While
magic was something new to them both, Harry was jaded to it but Colin looked
upon magic with eyes bright with curiosity, wanting to know everything he
could, and he made Harry look at it all with new eyes. There was never a lack
of something to talk about &#x2014;and the kissing was also nice.
The way things were heading now seemed beyond enjoyable.
A moan echoed through the Room of Requirement. The moan originated from the
throat of one Colin Creevey as he panted from his place lying under Harry upon
the couch. Colin&#x2019;s head was pushed back against the brilliant red
cushion, exposing a long expanse of pale neck. Harry took this as an invitation
as he leaned forward, teeth nipping sharply at the soft skin before soothing
the sting with wet licks of his tongue. Colin, hands buried in Harry&#x2019;s
untidy hair, tugged lightly at the strands as he arched his back sharply with
another moan which was soon echoed by Harry as the length of their bodies lined
up, creating a delicious friction.
Harry pulled back to watch through lust darkened eyes as Colin writhed under
him, his own pleasure heightening at the sight. The stuttering thrusts of
Colin&#x2019;s hips brought them both to the edge, harsh pants filling the air
before Colin gave a halted gasp, eyes widening as they stared up into emerald
green. There was a sheen of wet heat between them as Colin shuddered under him.
The slack pleasure on Colin&#x2019;s face as he breathed Harry&#x2019;s name
was what sent Harry reeling over the abyss, head tossed back and a moan caught
in his throat as he thrust one last time.
Harry waved his wand, vanishing the mess before he collapsed half on Colin with
a grunt, rolling as the couch enlarged with a thought. He snuggled into
Colin&#x2019;s side, arm draped around his waist, and buried his nose in the
smaller boy&#x2019;s neck. He was happy it was Friday as he listened to the
gentle, steady rhythm of Colin&#x2019;s breathing, slowly drifting into the
world of dreams himself.
----
Life at Hogwarts continued much as it ever had, filled with classes, homework,
and friends. Harry and Colin somehow managed to make their relationship work
with the rest of the school none the wiser. It wasn&#x2019;t that they wished
to hide their relationship &#x2014;it was just something new, something neither
had had before, and they didn&#x2019;t want it tarnished or ruined by eyes of
Hogwarts students, or, Merlin forbid, the press, if they got hold of the story.
Harry was sure Hermione was beside herself wondering what he was up to but he
thanked every God known to man that Ron could keep her occupied. If he
wasn&#x2019;t taken and Ron wasn&#x2019;t like a brother to him, Harry would
have kissed him. Harry was sure though, that that was something Colin would
take exception towards.
Harry was still amazed to know that sweet, tiny little Colin Creevey had a
fiery temper with a large dose of possessiveness. Harry thought back to
Hogsmeade weekend a few weeks back. They hadn&#x2019;t gone together but they
had been aware of each other all day. Harry had been surprised to see Fred and
George and even more surprised when Fred had begun flirting outrageously with
him &#x2014;last Harry had heard from George, Fred was still locked in his
room, requesting food through a house elf. Harry found he could still laugh at
the memory of Fred with his red hair silky and long enough to reach mid-back
with clearly visible lumps under his shirt and a permanently made up face. He
did make a pretty girl, Harry chuckled.
That had been when their relationship had truly changed. To know the lengths
Colin would go to, to keep Harry had been something of a turn-on. They had
gotten closer after that, not only physically but emotionally as well.
It was what had brought them to this point, scrambling up moving staircases and
down deserted hallways, hands clasped, for the Room of Requirement. Harry paced
quickly in front of the blank wall, slamming the door open as soon as it
appeared and dragging Colin inside behind him.
Colin&#x2019;s back slammed against the door, Harry&#x2019;s body pressing
tightly against him as a nose nuzzled his cheek before a kiss was pressed to
his lips. Harry licked along the seam until he gained entrance, tongue sliding
into the moist depths, feasting at Colin&#x2019;s mouth as his tongue ran
slowly along the roof before tangling with its mate.
Colin mewled and pressed closer to Harry, hands running down Harry&#x2019;s
back to pull him closer.
Robes hit the floor as Harry pulled back, fingers working clumsily at the
buttons of Colin&#x2019;s shirt before the cloth was finally pushed from his
shoulders. Harry gazed at the naked chest, shaky fingers skated down that
perfection before he pull Colin back into a kiss, using his hands to spin them
around so that his back faced the large bed in the center of an otherwise empty
room.
The kiss continued until the back of Colin&#x2019;s knees hit the bed. A push
from Harry sent him tumbling backwards to bounce once before he settled. Colin
scrambled back, pulling his legs up from the floor so that he could scramble up
the bed and watch intently as Harry worked his own shirt open, pulling it from
his pants to toss it onto the floor. Colin panted as Harry&#x2019;s fingers
went to the belt, slipping it off to join the shirt and finally, nimble fingers
found the button at the top of his pants and slowly slipped it free, tugging
the zipper down even slower.
Harry crawled on hands and knees up the bed, slipping in over Colin, knees on
either side of the smaller boy&#x2019;s hips. Harry worked at Colin&#x2019;s
own pants, pulling them and the boxers underneath, from his legs.
Colin&#x2019;s fingers reached for Harry&#x2019;s boxers, teasingly tucking
fingers under the band before pulling back. He listened to Harry hum before
giving in and tugging them down, allowing Harry to kick them off.
Harry moved back over Colin but this time bare skin met bare skin, sending
shivers racing through both boys. Harry leaned over, dropping his head to
Colin&#x2019;s neck, wet kisses pressed to the vulnerable skin before Harry
allowed his teeth to latch onto just the perfect spot. He licked, nibbled, and
finally sucked harshly at that bit of flesh, leaving a nice, bright red mark in
his wake.
Colin reached for Harry, fingers gliding over lithely muscled arms and chest,
but Harry pulled back.
&#x201C;This is about you, Colin,&#x201D; Harry said as he skimmed his hands up
Colin&#x2019;s arms, grasping them by the wrists and pulling them above
Colin&#x2019;s head. He wrapped them around the latticed headboard which
hadn&#x2019;t been there a moment ago, &#x201C;Keep them there.&#x201D; His
statement got him a shaky nod from Colin as he lay, panting, upon the bed.
Harry leaned back, taking in the bounty laid before him like a starving man put
before a feast. With a tilt of his head, Harry looked, but still wasn&#x2018;t
sure where to start. His eyes slid along the body before him like a physical
touch, a caress that pulled a moan from Colin.
Harry slipped down the bed, picking up a graceful, delicate looking foot to
nibble lightly at the ankle, but not for long, as the body on the bed twisted
and turned at the touch, shaking from his light grip.
Harry grinned as he asked delightedly, &#x201C;Are you ticklish?&#x201D; The
question got him nothing but a silent glare. Harry watched intently as he
trailed nimble fingers around Colin&#x2019;s ankle, up the calf, and behind the
knee. There was a tenseness to the body that squirmed under his touch. Colin
was trying to hold himself very still, to not give away the fact that he was
very ticklish indeed but that tenseness took a different meaning as Harry got
to his knees.
Harry slid up to nuzzle his nose into the crease behind knee, a hitch of breath
from further up the bed told him this was the right thing to do. A catlike
flick of tongue got him a gasping moan and a flash of teeth caused a writhing
arch. They were all very good reactions but Harry was sure there were more
places on Colin&#x2019;s body that could cause reactions just like, or even
better, than that.
Harry moved on, smoothing hands up Colin&#x2019;s thighs and around hips as his
mouth followed the path his hands made. He spent a moment licking stripes into
the sensitive crease of thigh, nibbling the lines of hip and flicking his
tongue, over and over, into bellybutton. Harry&#x2019;s careful path took him
around where Colin&#x2019;s thrusting hips wished him to be as he continued up
to pay homage to each visible rib, leading him up one side and down the other
to nibble lightly at the smooth curve of waist. The body under his twisted,
hands coming up to twine through his hair.
Harry pulled back immediately at the touch to glare lightly, playfully, at
Colin as he untangled the grasping fingers from his hair and pulled them back
to hold tightly to the headboard. &#x201C;Keep them there or I&#x2019;ll make
you keep them there.&#x201D; Harry listened to the hitch of breath and saw the
brief flash of lust before Colin&#x2019;s lashes fluttered. It seemed Colin
might just like that idea. He thought about it for a second &#x2014;it was
their first time in all senses of the word &#x2014;but Harry was willing to do
anything to keep Colin happy and Harry found he could raise no objection to the
idea. It was intriguing.
Colin noticed the lapse in Harry&#x2019;s attention and his eyes fluttered open
to watch a frown crease Harry&#x2019;s brow. He reached a hand out to lightly
smooth over Harry&#x2019;s cheek; Harry&#x2019;s eyes snapped to him, light
flashing off his glasses to give him an almost sinister look.
Colin&#x2019;s wrist was grasped tightly and brought forcefully to the
headboard as Harry&#x2019;s other hand reached for his wand. A flick of his
wrist had silken scarves twining lightly around Colin&#x2019;s hands, binding
them to the headboard. It would be Colin&#x2019;s choice to keep them bound, as
the scarves would hold up to pulling, both light and hard but a harsh tug would
cause them to come undone. Harry debated adding a blindfold but decided
he&#x2019;d much rather see Colin&#x2019;s eyes.
With Colin&#x2019;s hands bound, Harry got back to work. The prominent hardness
between Colin&#x2019;s legs strained upwards, weeping slightly to show
Colin&#x2019;s desire, as did the panting, mewling breaths that sounded through
the room. Harry sucked at a peaked red nipple, flicking his tongue against the
point before switching sides, giving the other bit of flesh the same treatment.
Colin arched under Harry, desperately trying for friction but finding nothing
to thrust against but air.
Harry chuckled, fingers trailing lightly around the straining flesh yet never
touching.
&#x201C;Please, Harry, oh, please,&#x201D; Colin begged, writhing against the
bed.
&#x201C;Please, what?&#x201D;
A long, sharp whine rang through the room before Colin could control himself
enough to answer. &#x201C;Please, oh, anything, touch me, please,&#x201D; Colin
begged, twisting and arching off the bed, straining with his body for
Harry&#x2018;s hands.
The look in the bound boy&#x2019;s eyes caused Harry to swallow harshly.
&#x201C;I thought I was touching you,&#x201D; Harry answered, but all the same,
his teasing fingers found the bobbing erection and trailed curiously over that
hardness, eyes staring intently at his own hand working over that precious bit
of flesh and muscle.
Colin moaned in relief as Harry&#x2019;s touch got firmer with each trail up
and down before those elegant fingers circled around him causing him to arch
into the touch.
Harry leant forward, placing himself between parted thighs while his eyes
caressed the body below him. He leaned forward to examine the hard flesh in his
hand, puffs of warm breath easing over the head had Colin pulling lightly at
his bound wrists.
Harry watched intently as a drop of moisture leaked from the slit before he
leant even further forward, head dropping to run a rough tongue over it to
catch that drop. Salty flavor exploded on his tongue and had him diving back in
for another taste.
Colin cried out, tipping his head back he stared sightlessly at the ceiling as
Harry took him into his mouth, whimpering as Harry lavished attention to the
aching hardness. He almost didn&#x2019;t feel the slick finger at his entrance
as it teased and circled, adding to the pleasure he was feeling. The circles
got smaller and soon that finger was dipping into his body, a place no one had
been before. It wasn&#x2019;t an unpleasant feeling ---just different. But it
was Harry and it was certainly something he could get used to and he did,
quickly. Soon, he was arching down into that pressure while thrusting himself
up into Harry&#x2019;s mouth.
His pace stuttered but didn&#x2019;t stop as a second finger was added and
Harry sucking him deeply was the only distraction he needed to get over the
twinge of pain he had felt. Before long he was back to writhing and thrusting
and he barely noticed the third finger. He did however notice when all
stimulation vanished.
Colin snapped open glazed eyes to glare at Harry. The glare was ruined further
by his open mouth and heaving chest. Harry looked amazing, Colin thought, all
rumpled with his hair standing up and his eyes dark as he gazed at Colin spread
out below him. Colin raised his chin, hoping Harry would take the hint and he
was rewarded when lips settled over his, tongue chasing his own before pulling
back.
&#x201C;Are you sure?&#x201D; Harry asked, worry plain on his face.
Colin nodded his head. He was very sure that this was what he wanted
&#x2014;but not just what, but with whom.
&#x201C;Tell me,&#x201D; Harry breathed shakily, voice husky with lust.
Colin had to close his eyes and just breathe for a moment at the sound of
Harry&#x2018;s voice. &#x201C;I want this.&#x201D; Colin swallowed sharply
before continuing. &#x201C;And I know you want it too.&#x201D; Colin tossed his
head back, eyes falling closed in an unconsciously sensual move.
&#x201C;Please,&#x201D; Colin dragged the word out, ending in a whine.
Harry gave into the plea with a ragged groan, reaching above himself to grasp
the bunched and hanging end of the scarf. A tug had the silky cloth slithering
down Colin&#x2019;s now free arms. He used that same hand to quickly slick his
throbbing erection before he placed the tip at Colin&#x2019;s entrance. His
first try slipped into the covers bunched under them but with a second try he
was able to use his thumb to guide himself in and with a gentle, yet steady
pressure allowed the tip to push through the still somewhat tight muscle,
pulling a sharp gasp from Colin who bit his lip to stop any other sounds.
Harry though, seemed to sense Colin&#x2019;s discomfort as he wrapped a
slippery hand around his waning erection, stroking slowly to bring it back to
full hardness. Harry carefully worked himself further into the tight heat that
clenched even tighter around him. He tilted his hips, searching for just the
right spot and pleasure quickly overtook any pain Colin might have once been
feeling as Harry hit something deep within him.
Before long they were both writhing and thrusting, each striving for
completion. Colin clung to Harry&#x2019;s shoulders with sweat damp palms,
arching into each thrust and stroke, pleasured sounds slipping from his throat,
sounds that became muffled as he gave into his need and grasped the roots of
Harry&#x2019;s hair, dragging him down to slot an opened mouth over
Harry&#x2019;s panting lips. Tongues slicked against each other and teeth
clicked but that didn&#x2019;t stop them.
Colin drew back from the kiss with a harsh cry that would have woken the whole
castle if Harry hadn&#x2019;t set the room to silence sound &#x2014;he hoped.
His pleasure soaked his own stomach as well as Harry&#x2019;s stroking hand in
pulsing waves, satisfaction suffusing mind and body.
Harry thrust deeply within his body, straining to get even deeper as his back
arched, head tossed back with his own cry of pleasure. Colin felt the warmth of
Harry&#x2019;s release and felt the shudder of the body above him before Harry
slumped over him.
Fumbling, clicking teeth and small amounts of pain had all been worth it, Harry
thought with a contented grin ---it had been perfect.
Colin&#x2019;s fingers wound through Harry&#x2019;s hair, petting through it as
they both relaxed back onto the bed. He felt Harry nuzzle into his chest before
lips settled gently over his heart which gave a shuddering jolt.
No words were necessary &#x2014;they were loved and that was all that mattered.
----
But that wasn&#x2019;t all that mattered to Seamus Finnigan and Terry Boot, for
the bet had been broken.
As Harry and Colin lay in the Room of Requirement enjoying the blissful
aftermath, punishments were being dealt out.
Magic gently pulled its essence from the Room of Requirement where its boy
&#x2026; boys slept, leaving enough to heal the hurts it hadn&#x2019;t been
able to prevent. It turned its attention elsewhere and looked at the two boys
who had helped its chosen find and acknowledge his love and took pity on them.
Their punishment wouldn&#x2019;t be as harsh or as public as it could have
been. The audience of Hogwarts would suffice to settle its ire. Magic reached
out and snapped the bonds holding the bet in place and let the excess power
wash back on to those who had started this. The boys would choose their own
punishment and not even know it. If Magic had a voice to laugh with, it would
have &#x2014;hmm, it decided to work on that.
Once the Great Hall was filled, Terry stood from his seat at the Ravenclaw
table and made the short walk to the Gryffindor table, where he placed himself
behind where Seamus was seated enjoying his meal.
Seamus turned in his seat, confusion on his face, to see Terry standing behind
him. He opened his mouth to ask &#x2026;something, but was instead dragged from
his seat, spun around, and the hand wrapped around his robe dragged him forward
&#x2014;and so, Seamus was kissed as he had never been kissed before. A
startled moan rose from his throat as his hands fluttered in the air before he
pressed them to Terry neck, sliding one through Terry&#x2019;s hair to pull him
closer, to make the kiss deeper.
As the noise levels in the Hall rose to deafening, hoots and whistles reached
their ears and they wrenched themselves backwards, and Seamus, heat suffusing
his cheeks, fell back into his seat to stare dazed at a wide-eyed Terry.
Where had that come from? Though it really had been good &#x2014;the best kiss
either had ever had. Maybe, they decided, eyes only for each other, they would
try that again &#x2026; without the whole school watching.
There was a waft of warm, sweet smelling air through the Great Hall that
ruffled the hair and robes of the school before bafflingly, astonishingly
&#x2014;maybe this was all a hallucination, but a peculiar sound rose over the
noise and resounded off the stone walls. The school, students and staff,
whipped their heads around to gaze, eyes forced so wide it hurt, at Severus
Snape who had his head tossed back while laughter, deep and rich, pored from
his mouth.
&#xA0;
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