Uncomfortable Truths

Chapter One Hundred and One - School Ends

The week of N.E.W.T.'s was nowhere as bad as Harry thought it would be. Hermione only broke down twice, yelled at everyone she ran into only once per day. He, Greg and Ron had to hide from her only once. Ron felt that this was completely mental, since he's just a friend and she has no right nagging him anymore. That conversation may have been done in hushed tones as the three of them were lying flat under Harry's bed. Draco and Kenneth ran interference, while Kyle wrung his hands and paced Harry's bedroom.

The important thing is, is that it's over. They have a week left at Hogwarts. The unity committee is throwing an end of year dance for the entire school. They have their graduation ceremony, and then they're done. Hogwart's graduates, no more school. Why is that thought frightening as hell?

They have one more therapy session with Madame DuBois. Well, they three more sessions. Group with the Slytherins and Ravenclaws, one on one, and family therapy. She's going to give them referrals to other therapists. She's staying at Hogwarts but feels that they all, even Ken, need to continue seeing someone. So, there's that too. Everything's being wrapped up.

They speak with Professor Snape on the teaching opportunities for the fall. He's going to go with Draco. Snape likes Draco way more than he likes Harry. Which is fine, he still likes him much better than he did when he first started Hogwarts, so there's that.

Kyle and Simon have been locked away; some surprise they're not talking about. Ian and Ken go with them sometimes.

What else? Hmmm, oh , he's learning French. He decided he had to learn French when he walked in on Draco teaching his damn spider that language. Plus, Ken and Kyle are learning. It has nothing to do with how much he loves Draco speaking French to him. The fact they only work on it at night, in bed, well that's just a coincidence. He certainly didn't plan it that way. Of course not, he is a diligent student who just happens to get rewarded in the most wonderful ways.

"Potter, stop it." Draco rolls over, pulling Harry to his chest.

"I'm just laying here."

"You're thinking too loud." He buries his face in Harry's neck.

"It's the breathing thing again?" Harry chuckles.

"You know it is, Potter. Try to go to sleep." He kisses his head.

"Or..." Harry turns to face him, pulling him close, "We could..." He kisses his neck, "Tell me no, Draco, and I'll stop." He looks into his eyes, the heat in them is enough for him to continue. "Je t'aime, Princesse."*

"Your pronunciation is atrocious, Potter." Draco smiles, "Je t'aime de toute mon âme*

"What does that mean?"

"It means, Potter, that you need to work harder on your French." Draco kisses him, "Less talking."

"If I must." Harry rolls him on his back, kissing down his neck to his chest. No more words were needed to express how much he loves him.

*****

French Phrases:

* I love you, Princess.

** I love you with all of my soul.

*****

The unity committee is trying something new for the last week of school. Every day has a theme, and students get to dress appropriately. Today is pajama day. The entire school, including the professors, are supposed to wear pajamas.

Harry and Draco enter the Great Hall to an odd mixture of people in pajamas, people in their uniforms, or people in casual clothes. Draco insisted they get dressed. Walking around in pajamas is not acceptable, which means Ken and Kyle are also dressed. He allowed for casual clothes instead of their uniforms. Who's to say what they sleep in. Except leather trousers, Draco insisted Kyle change from the leather trousers he was wearing. No respectable person sleeps in leather anything. Another small fight about appropriate clothing for the Malfoy heir, and they left for breakfast. Kyle in one of his ripped t-shirts and black denim trousers.