I know I am sorely behind on updating Forced Into Love and I promise you I will get another chapter up in the next few days (its already in progress). In the mean time I will start uploading my fic When Dreams Evade Us. I already have 8 chapters written and a few more planned so it will be uploaded fairly quickly
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and the idea of Lady Hogwarts. All else belongs to JK Rowling.
Chapter 1: Sleepless
Sighing, Harry sat up and made his way to the end of the bed to pull out his invisibility cloak. Standing up, he slipped it on and quietly made his way out of Gryffindor Tower.
Once in the hallway, he paused to decide where he wanted to hide away tonight. Without consciously realizing it his feet started heading for the Room Of Requirement. At least there he would be able to read undisturbed by someone who wanted to congratulate him on winning the war or who wanted to ask him for help with something.
"Being single is bad enough." He murmured to no one in particular. "But being single and gay while the one you love quite obviously hates your guts should be qualified as cruel and unusual punishment. I mean seriously, I am the Boy Who Lived; I should be able to get anyone I want, or so they say." He snorted. "If only they knew how wrong that was."
Draco sat in front of the fire in the Room of Requirement. Sighing he lifted his eyes from the Wizard Photograph he held in his hand. Three years hadn't changed him much. The fact that this was their last year made the pain of being alone -and seeing him alone- almost unbearable though.
"I wish he didn't hate me so much!" Draco yelled at the fire in the room of requirement. He had taken to coming here every night to find relief from the negativity in the Slytherin common rooms.
"I love you beyond sane reason, and I would do anything to prove it if you would just give me a chance." He continued turning to the photograph. "I refused the mark, for you. I walked away from everything I was, for you. And you haven't noticed. You haven't taken the time from celebrating with your friends to give a damn about an outcast Slytherin." He finished, his voice thick with unshed tears. He refused to cry over him anymore. He had done that enough over the years. It was time to grow up a bit.
"So, my musings were right. Their hate for each other is naught but a mask for a passion of other sorts. I can fix it though. Or at the very least show them what they are blindly missing. My two brilliant flames do not deserve to be forced apart like this. Their stereotypes and illusions of each other are causing more pain than necessary." The Lady of Hogwarts thought to herself. It had been many years since she had interfered in the daily lives of her inhabitants beyond moving a staircase. It was time to remind them all that she was alive and she did care. These boys needed her. And in helping them see the light it might make a few others see the same thing. After all, they were the two that all of Hogwarts loved and adored. They were the Golden boy of Gryffindor and the Prince of Slytherin. Together they could shake not only the school but possibly the entire Wizarding World. They just needed a push."And a push I will give them. They have already set the wheels for that in motion by seeking the same room on the same night."