Chapter 10 - Chapter 10: Hidden Garden

TW: Violence, Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Blood. A few days into November, Viviana stopped sitting with the Slytherins to eat, Higgs was looking happy, confident, and was even laughing with Blaise Zabini, they seemed to be getting alone rather well. Demian wondered what happened, but was worried, but more fear haunted him when he thought about what would happen if he did more than just look in his direction.He hadn't seen Malfoy in a few days, a small purple bruise on along his jawline reminded him that whatever happened, he could be dangerous. He was avoiding him out of sadness, anger, and maybe even a little fear. Demian had always been a strong person, he stood up for himself and held his ground, but in Malfoys presence he crumbled, the strong personality matched with the toned muscular body made him a force to be reckoned with. And even Demian felt intimidated by that presence. Demian was walking along the school grounds, he had a few minutes before morning class started and he felt the crunch of the frosted grass under his shoes. He was wearing the scarf Higgs got him at Hogsmeade, it made him smile to think back on that memory that feels like it was so long ago now. "Valentino!" Higgs called after him. Demians stomach dropped, and he pretended not to hear him, but Higgs caught up anyway. "I can't talk to you Higgs." "What do you mean?" "It's for your own good." "My own good? You think I can't handle a fight with Malfoy then?" Demian didn't respond. "Please, it would just be easier if you moved on." "Demian, I'm not moving on. I broke up with Viviana. I want you to give me a chance." "I can't do that, Higgs." "What happened to your face?" He reached up and touched the small bruise along his jawline. "It's nothing." He pulled away. Higgs looked concerned but didn't question it anymore. "You don't want to talk to me here, so be it. Meet me tonight, after class, in the hidden garden."Demian sighed, but before he had a chance to respond, Higgs left.He went to his morning classes, it was potions. Surprisingly, Malfoy attended. He sat next to Demian but didn't say anything. He could tell he felt guilty, staring at the bruise on his face. Yet he didn't apologize. And he didn't utter a single word the entire time. As he was leaving, Astoria ran up and linked arms with Malfoy, he remained silent still. "What's been wrong with you, darling?" She said. "You've barely spoken or kissed me in days." She appeared sad. He still didn't say anything. "Have you gone mute? Don't be a fucking dick." She hissed. He slid his arm away from hers and walked towards the Slytherin common room. She stood there in disbelief, mouth gaped open. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Malfoys POV:Just do it, just write the fucking letter.His hand trembled as he sat in his dormitory after potions class, quill to paper. He had one word written down, "Lucius." He didn't want to face the wrath of his father, for daring to disobey him, but he wasn't sure what else to do at this point. Just fucking write, you idiot. He thought to himself.He threw down the quill in annoyance and heard a knock at his door. "Go the fuck away!" He yelled. Whoever was there, scurried off without a word. He sat back down at his desk, his leg tapping anxiously as he began to write.I've decided not to marry Astoria. Although she's pure of blood, I haven't the slightest feelings for her. The truth is, I hate her father, and I refuse to be told what to do with my life. You were right in your first letter to say I was almost a man, and now I feel I truly am one. You will not force me to do something I do not want to do, and that is the end of that. He signed the letter, Your son. He felt clammy from anxiety, his heart raced as he folded up the letter and sealed it with a wax stamp of the crest of his house. He handed it to one of the communal owls in the common room, and his stomach sank with anticipation. He went back to his room with fear in his heart, anticipating something at any moment. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Demians POV: Demian walked to the Slytherin common room, he navigated the hallways he knew so well and stopped in front of Dracos door. He knocked once, "Go the fuck away!" Malfoy yelled. Demian felt a pit form in his stomach, and he swallowed hard, turning on his heels to walk away. He'd decided, he would go to the hidden garden. He walked the halls near the herbology classroom, studying all the paintings, he walked up the stairs, to the next floor and turned to the right. He saw the painting of the fruit bowl and felt a nervous knot form in his stomach, Should you even be here?He sighed and swallowed the lump in his throat, combating his anxiety and he entered the room. Higgs was already there, he turned and smiled at him. He was dressed nicely, a green vest over a black button up, that he rolled the sleeves up on. Slim fit black trousers, and black leather shoes with green accents. "Demian..." He said softly. Demian just smiled and awkwardly crossed his arms. "I didn't get the memo to dress my best." He said, he was wearing plain sweatshirt and blue trousers, the scarf Higgs gave him was unwrapped and draped casually down his chest. Higgs laughed softly, there was a white bench among the greenery, and he sat down. The walls were adorned with flowers of every color, shrubs grew wildly along the sides of the room and the sun was just beginning the set, so the ambiance was growing darker by the second. "It's beautiful here..." Demian said quietly, making his way to the bench."Yeah, when I found out about this place my second year, I used to love coming here to study. Of course, I never told anyone that, I was too worried what the other Slytherins would think." He said, somewhat sadly. "I've heard of this place, but never actually been." Demian replied. "So...what's all this about?" He said in a low tone. "I want to be with you Demian." Higgs said boldly. "Please." Demian sighed and looked at his feet, he kicked the grass and kept his arms folded. Before he could say anything, Higgs raised his wand, he quietly said, "Episkey", and Demian felt a sudden warm feeling overcome his jawline, he reached up and just a few moments later, the feeling was gone, along with his bruise."I...thank you." He said. "I learned that, earlier today. For you." He said. Demian blushed, he kept rubbing his jawline, even though the bruise was gone. Suddenly, he felt a tug on his scarf, Higgs was drawing him closer, and he didn't fight it. He pressed his lips against his, gently, and gave him a slow, soft kiss. Their eyes closed, and Higgs reached up, rubbing his cheek softly with his hand, caressing the once bruised spot lightly. Higgs kept kissing him, each one as gentle as the last, his fingers lightly trailing their way down his pale skin, all the way to his neck, he casually pulled Demians scarf off and dropped it on the bench. Demian felt his heart racing, flashes of Malfoy kept entering his mind and that guilty feeling creeped it's way back into his gut. "Higgs...we shouldn't...If Malfoy finds out, he'll hurt you." "I'm not worried about that." He said lowly. He leaned in and kissed him again, slowly unbuttoning his vest while his fingers explored their way down Demians chest. A quiet moan escaped his lips and Higgs tossed his vest to the ground, working on the rest of his buttons. Suddenly, Demian reached up and started helping him, he smirked, allowing him to finish while he took his face in both hands and kissed him deeper. When his chest was exposed, he slid his shirt off and tossed it to the ground with the vest, helping Demian remove his own sweatshirt. Demian blushed, both of them nude from the waist up, he felt embarrassed. Not even a moment later, Higgs was ontop of him, slipped between his thighs, his back against the bench. Demian looked up and brushed his hair back, admiring the freckles scattered along his face. Higgs tilted his head and leaned in, kissing him slowly while pressing his hips down against Demians, and he let out another soft moan. "Ngh...I love the noises you make." Higgs said against his lips, kissing him a bit more passionately. He grinded his hips against Demians body, his erection growing by the second, and he felt gentle arms wrapping around his torso, nails lightly scratching his back. Higgs groaned and started fumbling with his belt. Demian watched, and started to pant when he realized what was happening, he undid his own trousers and slid them down, kicking his shoes off with them. Higgs was left in his briefs as well, he pressed his body down against Demians, pushing him against the bench as he rubbed his pelvis against his, quiet moans escaping his lips. Excitedly, he pulled his briefs down and started tugging at Demians. He blushed deeper crimson, and lifted his hips, helping him. Soon, they were both completely nude, the quiet pants escaping both boys lips as they kissed each other only became louder the more Higgs pushed his hips into Demians. Precum was leaking profusely from his erection, and in one hand, he took both their cocks and started to stroke. Demian gasped and wrapped his arms tighter around Higgs torso, his breathing quickening. "Let me have you..." He said, lustfully. Demian was panting quietly and nodded, Higgs licked two of his fingers and reached between them, spreading his legs and exposing his sensitive core, he pushed the tips of his fingers inside, and a sharp gasp left Demians mouth. "A-Ah..." Higgs curved his fingers and moved slowly, kissing his lips to control his moaning. When he had full inserted both fingers, Demian shut his eyes tightly, his lips parted through the kiss and he choked out, "Draco..." Higgs paused abruptly. He opened his eyes and studied Demians face, sadness overwhelmed him and he removed his fingers, he started getting up, a single tear fell onto Demians chest and he silently put his clothes on. "Terrence...I..." But he just left him there, naked and alone. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*Fuck....Demian slowly put his clothes on, feeling guilty. He couldn't control his emotions and the tears came willingly when he was alone in the hidden garden. He wiped them as they fell down his cheeks. I fucked up so bad.Not only did he disobey Malfoy, he wounded Higgs beyond repair. The tears kept flowing and he exited to the hallway, walking back to his dorm. When he entered both Mordred and Peter were there. "Woah, what the fuck happened to you?" Peter said. "Yeah seriously." Mordred seconded. "I fucked up guys." He said, motioning for a cigarette. Without going into too much detail, he recounted what happened to his friends."I'm beginning to feel gay just listening to that story." Peter exclaimed, taking a long drag off the cigarette. "I'm positive I'm at least bisexual now." Mordred said. They laughed, but Demian remained quiet. "Alright in all seriousness, that's pretty messy. I'd always wondered what it would be like to have more than one girlfriend but after listening to your life, I'll stick to being monogamous." Peter exclaimed. Mordred just laughed again, "At least you can get a single girlfriend, I can't believe Viviana and I only lasted like two weeks. Because of some gay dude."This time Demian laughed. "There he is." Peter patted him on the back. "It's gonna be alright mate, you just have to let life carry you. Wherever you're meant to be, you'll be." "How fucking Zen of you." Demian said, hitting his smoke one last time before tossing it out the window of the tower. Peter laughed. "Hey man, it's been working for me, so." Demian rolled his eyes but smiled. He pulled out the ring and started working on it, polishing it again. "You've been working on that thing for like, over a month." Mordred said. "Who's it for?" Demian just looked down. "It was supposed to be for Malfoy." "You've been fucking with Malfoy over a month?" Peter said, shocked. "Dude, you have no idea what I've been up to." "Clearly." Mordred and Peter said in unison. The three of them chatted for the next few hours, while Demian put the finishing touches on his ring. The dark metal encapsulated the light sands, it had been polished to perfection and shined beautifully. Demian inscribed the inside of it with magic, it read, "Our first night, Black Lake." He put it back in his desk drawer, where it would remain until the time was right. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*The next day, on his way to Potions class, there was commotion in the hallway. People were shouting, "They're fighting!" He pushed past the crowd and saw Malfoy on top of Higgs, Higgs was smiling, though he was being punched repeatedly in the mouth. "Say it again, motherfucker." Higgs spit blood on the ground and just laughed."Go fuck yourself, Malfoy." Even though he was smaller, he grabbed Malfoy by the front of his robes and gained the upper hand, slamming him into the ground and curling his fist, it connected with Malfoys face repeatedly and the commotion around them was suddenly silent, when Professor Snape pushed his way into the circle. "Enough!" He shouted, and he pulled Higgs by the back of his robes, off of Malfoy whose face was reddened from the blows. Higgs held his hands up spitting pink stained saliva on the ground again. "Both of you will have detention for the next week." He spat. "And don't let me catch either one of you laying a finger on one another in this hallway ever again." Malfoy rolled his eyes and picked himself up off the ground, he dusted himself off and pushed through the crowd surrounding them, bumping shoulders with Demian on the way out. He swallowed, and Higgs turned around, making his way to the medical wing without another word. He smiled at Demian as he passed, his blood-soaked gums a badge of honor. Demian didn't go to class. He simply went back to his dorm and waited anxiously for the wrath of either one of them to show up.