Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2001 17:00:31 -0500 (EST)
From: NeoMalfoy <neomalfoy@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Harry Potter and The Crystal Heart Chapter 1

This is my first time publishing fiction of any kind anywhere so please
bear with me....

After seeing the movies Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone then
reading the first two Harry Potter Books my mind came up with this Hope you
enjoy it as I will be continuing it as a seriel so keep checking back!

As a virgin here I would appreciate any and all compliments, complaints
and/or suggestions you can email me at NeoMalfoy <neomalfoy@yahoo.ca>

The legal stuff: This story is based on character in the Harray Potter
Series created by author J.K. Rowling and Scholastic Books. The work
contained herein is entirely my story and is not recognized as part of the
Harry Potter Story line nor is it indosed by the author herself.  This
story involves sex acts between two young boys so if it underage sex or gay
sex is offencive to you in any way I suggest get the heck out a here and
don't read this.

Also if it is illegal for you to read this due to age where you live or any
other restrictions say good-bye here and read not further.  for if you do
well.....



Harry Potter and the Crystal Heart

" I think that I shall just hop on my broomstick and fly away from here..."
Sighed the young bespectacled-faced Harry.

"Oh Sure, but where ever shall you go?" mocked his companion Hermoine
Granger glancing up form her book.

Harry just shrugged thinking about Hermoine's preclusion for book and how
he had rarely seen her with out one. "Anywhere... Nowhere... Just hop on my
broomstick and keep flying. I just wanna get out of here." He said as he
dropped to the neared pillow covered sofa.

"Ah now I get it you just came from Snapes class." Hermoine rolled her eyes
as she deduced the cause of the black haired boy's mood.

"Class is that what it was? He asked. "I thought it was a Potter bashing
Session."

"Isn't that what Snapes classes turn out to be anyway?" chimed in Ron
Weasley the skinny red headed best friend of room occupants, as he entered
the room.  Practically falling onto Harry ask he jumped onto the sofa.

"I'm ready for bed" sighed Harry. "If I can't physically escape from here
at least I can do it in my dreams."

"G'night harry," both Hermoine and Ron called as he started up the stairs
to the boys dorm, his shoulders slumped and his wand dangling between is
thumb and forefinger.

With the privacy curtain pull around his bed harry began to undress. He
started with his jacket with the Griffyndor shield adorning his left breast
pocket, he let it just slip to the stone floor. Then he loosed his gold and
red tie from his neck and tossed it onto his night table. Turning towards
his bed he then did a face plant right into the pillows.  The bed's
mattress springs wind in protest of the sudden assault of weight. Harry
then struggled to get the covers out form underneath him, as he did not
feel like getting up again. After succeeding with that he let his face fall
back into the pillow.

Hermoine was quite right about just having come from Snapes class. Everyone
at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry knew about Harry's problems
with Professor Severus Snape and that due to a rivalry between himself and
Harry's father James Potter who along with his mother Lily attended
Hogwarts. While at the Snape and his father had become rivals sort of like
Draco Malfoy and himself.  Now Snape has taken it upon himself to revenge
his old rivalry on poor Harry, thus making his Potions class a living hell.

This was not the thing that was bothering poor Harry at the moment
though. For after all he was at that age when his life and body were going
though major changes for after all he was goi8ng though puberty.  About
three weeks ago he had developed a very strange indeed it was on of all
people Ron Weasley his disheveled haired friend. That was what was
bothering him now. Harry knew what it meant to be gay, but in all honesty
had not though of himself in that way. When living with the Dursley's his
Uncle Vernon had called him some names that were meant to put down gay
people such as queer boy but I never really bothered him.... Oh my, my this
is going to be fun telling them. He thought, it might just be the thing
that sends his extended muggle family to their graves....

Then he thought of Draco Malfoy getting his lips around this little bit of
information.... Not a good idea after all it would give Malfoy plenty of
new ammunition to use against him.

Just then he heard footsteps on the stone floor, which stopped in front of
his curtains. "Harry are you asleep yet?" can Ron's voice.

Harry let out a groan; he really didn't want to see him right now. But if I
know Ron... He thought.

"Harry?" Ron called again.  Harry lifted his head from the pillow and
beckoned Ron to come in, which he did and hopped up on the bed. He sat
there for a moment and just looked at Harry. All of the sudden Harry felt
lightheaded as he realized this was the first time room and he had been
alone in such a confined space.

Why me? He asked. And for goodness sake why RON?!?!

"Harry you've been sulking around here for he past couple of weeks. What's
the real reason for this funk and don't tell me it's Snape, yeah he's an
ass and that's part of it. But you usually just srug it off. Now FESS UP!"

"Ron it's kind of personal, can we not talk about it?" stated Harry, hoping
that that would end the conversation.

"Personal eh? Okay." And with that Ron got up from the bed. Then he did
something that Harry never expected but had wanted oh so badly... Ron bent
over and kissed him full on the lips. Harry's body tensed for a split
second then he shuddered and melted into the kiss.

When it was over Harry sat in silence. Finally breaking from his paralysis
he sputtered' "how...? What... How...?"

Did I know to kiss you?" Ron finished.

"Yes..."

"Harry I'm not blind. I've seen the way you look at me. Then just now on
the sofa when I almost sat on you the way you tensed up and sighed."
Explained Ron

"Did I?" asked harry partially to himself, he hadn't noticed.  Then again
he had been too occupied wishing revenge on Snape.

"Yes you did. It wasn't till them was I completely sure about my
suspicions. I sat there for a moment longer with Hermoine, then excused
myself." He said.

"Why?" asked Harry.

Jeez Harry, have you been so wrapped up in your feelings that you haven't
noticed my sideways glances, or the way I almost accidentally... on purpose
jumped on you out in the common room?" Asked the other boy, running his had
though his red hair setting it out of place. "You're not the only one going
though this...  in other words I like you too.... I may even love you."

"Oh Ron!" Burst Harry and began to cry.

Ron reached out laying himself on the bed beside Harry. Pulling him closer,
wanting to comfort him yet letting him cry it out. "I know the feeling, I
did the same thing the first night I realized that you might feel the same
way." He confessed. Harry drew his face from Ron's black overcoat. His
glasses fogged. With a new found gentleness Ron reached out and with his
hands grasped the glass rims and removed them placing them on the night
table with the now forgotten tie. With is right hand he reached out and
wiped the tears from Harry's glowing green eyes, then leaned in and with
his rose lips kissed each one.

For the next few hours they stayed holed up behind the curtain, talking
about everything and nothing, kissing, holding hands and doing
homework... which was still a bore.

All of a sudden the 8:30 chime rang out, which meant that that the
dormitory would soon fill up with bodies readying themselves for be. Ron
reluctantly got out of the bed. Kissing Harry once more he said, "I'll see
you in the shower."  And then was gone.

Harry's cheeks had turned a bright red. He has also gotten off the bed and
now reached for his dressing robe and pajamas then tossed them to the bed
and began to undress.  Unbuttoning his white shirt revealing his undefined
pubescent chest still only covered in a sprinkling of baby hair. His pink
nipples becoming hard immediately, because no matter how warm it is in the
dorms it always seems to on the damp side. With a slight shiver he reached
down to his pants and slipped the button though it's eye and pulled the
zipper down and then released them and let them fall to the
floor. Revealing a pair of blue tight boxer briefs, which had a penny,
sized dark spot on them knowing where it came from but not sure when it
appeared. Slipping them over his penis and letting them fall atop the pants
and stepped from them and took his black shoes off leaving the his white
socks on. He then grabbed his robe and slipped into it. Grabbed his
toiletries and left for Slytherin tower as Griffyndor boy's shower was
trashed by the school poltergeist Peeves.

Along the way he ran into several of the students they said hi and he
returned the greeting. His mind was so preoccupied with thoughts of Ron
that he had not noticed the black and gray tabby cat cross the corridor
until he had stepped on it's tail. The cat let out a howl.

"Oh... Professor mcGonagall... I didn't see you there." Started Harry.

The hurt cat looked up into Harry's eyes, opened it's mouth and said, "No
Potter it's mostly my fault I ought to remember that that as a cat I am out
of eye level and should pay more attention to those around me." With that
the cat began to transform into the human form of Professor Minerva
McGonagall, Harry's transfigurations teacher who herself is an animagus
(has the ability to transform into a cat). She is also the headmistress
here a Hogwarts and is head of Griffyndor House. "It's not the first time
my tail have been stepped on nor will it be the last I suspect. My tail
must have a callus on it a hawk talon couldn't pierce.  Now Harry I believe
you have somewhere to be, do you not?"

"Yes ma'am" He said and started down the hall

He was let into Slytherin tower and escorted to the showers by one of the
more friendly Slytherin boys. When he entered the communal shower area he
placed his belongings on the space provided and slipped out of is robe.
>From the looks of things there were not that may left in the shower. He
walked in to the shower area where a wall of steam hit him though with few
in there the steam was quickly settling. He noticed four other boys were in
the shower two of them must have been Slytherin as he did not recognize
then one of the others was Neville Longbottom who waved to him. Harry
nodded back. The final person there was of course Ron. This brought Harry
to a stand still thinking quickly he turned on the closest shower and
stepped under the steam of water, just as the two Slytherin boys turned
theirs off walking out of the shower and out of this story.

As Harry started to ask himself he noticed that Ron had not taken his eyes
off his body. Of course he realized that after the past few hours he had
fallen completely in love with Ron as well. Also realizing that in all the
years here at Hogwarts he had never really looked at Ron's body and from
the look in Ron's eye the same could be said. So he did now. Harry though
that Ron's hair must have been the first thing he noticed a bright red his
entire family had the same hair he had first noticed it on the platform 9
of Kingscross station while he was looking for platform 9 ¾ to catch the
Hogwarts Express. Ron and his family had helped him get to it by shown him
how to run at the pillar as it was an illusion to hide 9 ¾ to the muggle
world. As for Ron's body, it was not built, persay,
 but it was defined. Unlike his which was not from all the years living
with the Dursley's his mother lily's muggle sister's family as a slave
locked up in the closet under the stairs being fed next to nothing. The
Weasley's were a caring family even if they weren't the richest or even
close.  His own body was starting to develop what with all the Quiditch he
was playing after all he was the youngest person to make seeker in Hogwarts
history.

Drifting further down Harry's eyes fell to Ron's pubic area. Realizing with
another flush of the cheeks that his pubic hair was the same colour as that
atop his head just a little coarser. He also realized that his penis was
growing, giving a quick glance towards Neville or at least where he stood
as he had now left the shower and Harry and Ron were now alone. Harry's
hand found it's way down to his penis and half cleaning half playing with
it he began to stroke and run his balls. He continued to look at Ron who
was by now mirroring Harry's moves.

A moment later from outside the shower enclosure they heard the distinctive
voice of Draco Malfoy. Asking if the Griffyndor's were done with their
showers yet. Thus institaiously killing the boys moods... Or at least their
hardons. At which point the naked Malfoy walked into thew
enclosure. Glancing at Harry he flushed, but getting control he said. "Oh
dear I do hope your showers are ready tomorrow. This poor shower will have
to be disinfected as it is. Plus I wouldn't want to walk in on the site of
you two naked again."

"Oh piss off Malfoy. We're leaving. Said Harry and both he and Ron walked
out of the shower. In the towel room they dried and dressed themselves and
quickly left Slytherin tower for the comfort of Griffyndor.

"Harry I just thought of something. Said Ron halfway back to the tower.

"Really what's that?" Asked Harry.

"Well I remember dad saying something about a muggle tradition that always
had in confused..."started Ron.

"Confused...Your dad and any thing muggle... sort of goes hand in hand I'd
say." Kidded Harry.

At this Ron giggled. "Yeah. Anyway. Sometimes when a guy likes a girl or in
our case guy likes a guy that person becomes the otheres tormentor, they
tease and fight to hide their true fellings. He continued.  "Sort of like
the way Draco..."

"Ron don't even say it..."gasped Harry.

"But have you ever looked at him when he's doing it? Plus the way he
blushed seeing you naked just now?" Asked Ron.

"Yeah but he teases you and you were in the shower naked too,
maybe..."started Harry.

"Okay, Okay let's drop it. All I am saying is he is better looking then me
and richer too." He said glancing away.

"Ron,' Sighed Harry. "If I wanted Draco would I do this..." He said and
pushed Ron to the wall. Harry began to kiss Ron on the lips with a new
found fervor, slowly running his hand up and down Ron's warm smooth chest
inside the purple robe giving each of Ron's brown pecs special attention
rubbing them and gently squeezing them. Slowly running is free had up and
down the out side of the rob just below his belt, feeling Ron's dick
jumping up and down he finally reached in and began to caress his now
lovers 4 inch uncut tool pulling the foreskin over and then back from it's
head. Ron taken aback at Harry's boldness could only gasp and let out the
occasional moan letting Harry know he was doing a good job working Ron
over.

"Oh.... Ha..rry..."Moaned Ron as Harry kept working on his cock Harry's
hand that was on his chest was now with the other one cupping Ron's balls
and rolling them between his fingers, while still stroking his cock. Ron
was now shuddering and with a heavy gasp and a final thrust into Harry's
stroking hand his dick erupted with the force of a small volcano... molten
wetness engulfed Harry's waiting hand. After 2 volleys Ron began to relax
and come dawn. Harry pulled his hand from under the robe holding the cum
like it was the elixir of life. Lifting it to his lips he drank it in and
swallowed all but a drop left on his lips this he kissed Ron with and let
he taste and feel his own saltiness.

Then grinning Harry whispered Into Ron's ear, "Now remember this moment if
you ever question my love for you."
 
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