Title: The Truth Comes Out

Summary: Harry has to take Muggles Studies with Draco Malfoy and today's lesson is… condoms?

Pairing: Harry/Draco, along with others mentioned

Warnings: There will be Sexual situations if you are not old enough, if it is illegal where you live, or if you don't like slash/yaoi/boyxboy then don't read thank you.

Disclaimer: I'm only saying this once: I do not own the character names or places. The rest is entirely mine unless indicated.

A/n: I have edited this story now that it is complete if you wish for me to contact you when you review I will need an email address if you do not have a fanfiction account. I hope you enjoy it and also read my other stories. If you wish to flame then beware that I do not take kindly to it and I will retaliate in kind. Also I'm sorry for any spelling/grammar errors that are left. I have reread it and reread it. I can't find anything else wrong but I'm sure there still is. If there's something you are really concerned about you can always send me a review and tell me what the problem is then I'll try and fix it when I get the chance, but as of right now this is complete and I'm not doing any more with it.


Part 1: Muggles Studies

Harry dreaded ever taking Muggle studies. He figured it would be an easy N.E.W.T. class and it was. There was only one other student in the class and his one and only classmate was none other then Draco Malfoy.

Draco was a git like always, except when they were in class. He seemed genuinely interested in learning about Muggles and Muggle things. Harry thought he was probably taking the class because Voldemort wanted Intel on how best to eliminate the Muggles, but Harry didn't care. Malfoy was nice, well nicer, when they were inside the class room and that's all that mattered from 8 am to 10 am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

At the start of seventh year Harry realized something. Something that he thought should, could, or would never happen. But is had happened, he had fallen in love with the person who had tried to expel him every year for six years.


He, Ron, and Hermione were early to the great hall. Dumbledore was worried about Harry's safety on the train so they had appareted to Hogsmeade and walked to Hogwarts with Mad-eye Moody, Tonks, and Lupin as guards. They had more then enough time to unpack before the other students arrived. They were seated at the Gryffindor table a good 5 minutes before the others began filing in.

Draco was one of the first to arrive. He's stepped into the Great Hall and scanned the room. When his and Harry's eyes met, Harry, for the first time in six years, had seen Draco smile. Not just his normal snotty smirk, but an honest to god smile that made his eyes twinkle like the northern star. It only lasted a second and he was sneering at the trio once again, but in that instance Harry's heart had flipped and since then all he could think about was Malfoy's smiling face and how much he wanted to see it again.


To be honest he didn't have a problem with the class in general or the fact that Malfoy was in it with him. In fact, he very much looked forward to it, though Ron and Hermione couldn't understand why and pointed that out every day before class. He hadn't gotten the courage to tell them, well Ron, how he felt about Draco. He knew Hermione would probably understand but he just didn't think he could deal with Ron's reaction, especially when they didn't even know he was gay.

Anyway, the problem was today's subject. Draco had brought it up, very bluntly to say the least, as they had walked into class.

"Hello, Professor Simpleton. I have a question."

"Yes Mr. Malfoy?"

"Witches and Wizards have potions and spells to prevent pregnancy and diseases, right? Well then what do Muggles use to prevent that stuff when they have sex?"

"DRACO!" Harry spurted out not thinking it was the first time he had used his given name. "Draco, I can't believe that you just asked a teacher that!"

"It's a valid question, Potter," Draco snapped. "And I don't remember giving you permission to use my first name." The last made both of them blush but neither noticed.

"Quite right! I was planning on having a class after Christmas vacation about this subject, however, seems you have asked I will explain today."

Draco and Professor Simpleton discussed some of the different things that the latter pulled out of his store room. For the most part Harry ignored the conversation. He's received 'the talk' from Aunt Petunia (Uncle Vernon had flat out refused to do it after trying to explain it to Dudley) the summer after fifth year. He knew all about 'the birds, the bees, and condoms' as his aunt had stated.

Harry was busy writing up his potions homework when Malfoy dropped a tiny square package on his parchment roll and asked:

"Potter, do you know what this is, and how to use it? Professor Simpleton doesn't know." This wasn't surprising since Professor Simpleton didn't know a whole lot when it came to Muggles. Some of the stuff he taught them was either out of date or just plain wrong. Harry stared at the package, turning pinker every second.

"Hello? Earth to Harry?" this got his attention.

"I didn't give you permission to use my name," he mumbled softly then continued louder. "It's called a condom Malfoy. Guys use it to help prevent pregnancy and diseases like HIV."

"Okay. How do you use it?"

"Now that I am not explaining!" Harry said with embarrassment. He gathered up his things and left the room.