Summary - It seems that Harry had not been the same ever since his seventeen birthday. What could have caused it? Forgot to mention, it's SLASH!
Disclaimer: I do not own this story of Harry Potter, it belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Author's note: This is my first ever fanfiction I ever wrote, be nice.
Chapter 1: What happened?
This is like no other day that I'd like better than any other days of the year. Not even my birthday brings me this much joy. 'Tis the day I see my sweet one again after being away for the whole bloody summer holidays.All students just stumbled through the doorways of the Great Hall. Feasting. Only one person held Harry's attention. Even as Harry was hungry from the trip in Hogwarts Express and all the malnutrition he faced while at Privet Drive, his eyes was hungry for the feast denied him for the whole of the school summer holidays.There, sitting all aloof and reserved, looking at everyone with distaste. Oh, how Harry loved to watch --- the eyes, the face, the hair, the ... uh body... which was unfortunately hidden away under the many folds of the robe."Hey, Harry! What aren't you eating?" Hermione asked, concerned as she saw that Harry was not eating a bite at all. Harry seemed to have gone even thinner and paler since the last time they saw him in school. He had grown taller as well, no longer short and small.Must have been all that Quidditch practices.Snapped out of his concentration on his subject. Harry reluctantly returned to the task on hand, feeding himself. "Yeah! I was a bit tired from the trip. I seem to feel tired quite often lately. I think I felt this way ever since my birthday."
"What happened? It was your seventeen birthday after all! In wizard's world, it means that you are now in the legal age, an adult." Hermione said, puzzled.
"Probably the fact that it's also the time that we wizards, get our birthright!" Ron piped up, while shoveling all the food in his food. Hermione looked at him, aghast."What do you mean, Ron? I didn't read about that... hang on, I thought we received it when we get our letters at age eleven? Or when we were fifteen?""Witches are different, probably the way their body is built. They became mature earlier than us wizard, isn't that right, Neville?""Yes...." mumbled Neville."What? How could I have missed it? I had practically raid all of Hogwarts Library books and I didn't read about that?" Hermione wailed."Ah, you won't see it there. It's common knowledge. Everyone knows about it anyway. Only the muggleborns don't.""So, what do the wizards experience in this instance?""Well, each person will have different experience. You do know that there are gays in the wizards' community? Right, there are wizards who can bear children. That would show up when they reached the age of seventeen.""You mean wizards can bear children? But men don't have the proper ....""Hear me out, Hermione." Turning to Harry. "I love it when I can leave her astounded.""Ron!" wailed Hermione."Alright." Turning back to Hermione. "It's like puberty. Our voices changed, our body also changed too, though not very noticeable. This is the time, we wizards, know for sure what our inclination is, er, what we prefer, female or male."That doesn't help at all. We were saying what would be shown up in the process of the wizards receiving their birthright... you are definitely off-track.""Oh?" Turning back to Harry. "Do you feel more for girls or for guys?""Huh? What are you talking about, Ron?" Harry flustered. He wasn't listening to what Ron and Hermione was arguing about. He was staring fascinated over at the Slytherin table."Do you like girls or boys, Harry? A simple yes or no." Ron asked."I don't.... I mean I don't know... I didn't go out much during summer holidays, you know that." Harry flustered, keeping his head down."Oh. That slipped my mind.""So, Ron, what was your preference? You didn't say anything at all when you celebrated your birthday this year, in March.""Er... girls." Ron blushed."Of course, it figures, ever since then, you couldn't stop looking at all the girls in Gryffindor common room or even in the Great Hall."Ron's ears turned very bright red.Harry didn't notice what was going on, as he was back to staring at his object of fascination.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Later that night, Harry couldn't sleep. He was getting really heated up, remembering what he saw earlier in the night. He knew he had to sleep or he won't be able
to concentrate in his class the next day.He managed to see past the many folds of the robe for one moment when he walked out of the Great Hall, his robes flew apart for a moment as a gust of wind flew in. Oh what a body to wish for...He fell asleep thinking of the great body he managed to snatch a look at.Never knowing that the dreams he dreamt that night would come true. For he dreamt that he was ...