Slow Jam
Disclaimer-no I don't own Harry Potter, just this plot and any characters I chose to add.
Chapter One-Realizing is the Key
Harry James Potter woke up to what seemed to be a pleasant day. The sun was shining, the birds chirping, and the sky a brilliant blue. Hell, even Snape had an odd glowing to him. Pleasant indeed. But little did Harry know that a secret was coming out today. A dark and disturbing secret. Okay, okay. Maybe not dark. But very disturbing.
Harry could feel the presence of said secret as he splashed water on Ron and ran for his life out to the Great Hall. Finally, when he was in safety from a grumpy Ron, Harry James Potter sat down for breakfast and contemplated every possibility for this "secret." Snape and Dumbledore together? Nah, that was too disturbing. (A.N. IT IS! THE MAN'S LIKE 80!) Ron and Hermione together? Like that would every happen at the rate they were going. Seamus was straight and now gay? Like that could ever happen. Harry sat there, so into contemplating, that he didn't notice that his breakfast was missing his mouth entirely and now laying on his once clean robes. He also didn't notice the slap on the arse the headmaster received from the infamous Snape.
He did, however, notice a sexy bloke named Draco Lucifer Malfoy enter the Great Hall. The ever so famous Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin. Witchweekly's Award winning Glare. Future Back up dancer for Madonna. Not that he was aware of that. As the egg that was formally on Harry's plate slid down his thigh, something resting in Harry's thigh grew rather large. And hard.
It was welll known that Mr. Harry Potter was gay. Yes, yes I know. Savior of the World(A.N. voldemort has died.)Boy-who-lived or in Malfoy's case boy-who-is-bloody-sexy. But the point is, Harry Potter is gay. And Malfoy is hot. Very hot. Delicious. Yum.
Back to this progressing story. As the ever so dazzling, dashing, elegant, graceful, and gorgeous walked sexily to his table, his hips swaying in an ever lasting rhythm. A redhead and busy brunette, arguing as usual, cut Harry's precious staring time short.
"Dear god Ronald. Just accept the fact and get on with your life."
"But, But. It's disgusting."
"Let Ginny date whom ever she wants. Just because she's dating Malfoy, your archenemy, doesn't mean you have to giver her a hard time. Let her chose. Just get on with your life."
Harry's head snapped up at this. Ginny was dating Malfoy. No. Not good. Not good at all. Harry could feel his heart sinking as his anger shot up. Why couldn't he have something he wanted? After saving the sodding world, you'd think he could get a thing or two he wanted. Blah. Hmmm. Blah is good. As you can probably tell, the savior of the world was easily amused and distracted. It's a wonder he didn't go for the shiny, metal, coin on the floor when he was battling Voldemort. Afterall, that's why Voldemort put it there. But off course, Harry's extensive training included not being distracted by shiny, metal objects cleverly placed infront of him. Off course, that is a whole other storry that will not be further discussed in this one. Nope. Not anymore.
"Blah," Harry whispered to himself.
"What was tha-," Hermione started to say but was rudely interrupted by a rude, obnoxious, Draco-stealing redhead.
"Draco darling," coed said weaselette.
"Ginny!" Draco replied, rather startled. Ginny leaned forward and met with Draco's lips in a sickeningly sweet kiss.
Harry's heart broke in a million pieces has he watched the display. He couldn't bear to watch it. His anger rose to enormous heights. Plates crashed, juice exploded, and eggs zoomed through the air. (A.N. doesn't that make you laugh? Just imagine eggs zooming through the air!) Everything in about a 50 foot radius was ruined except for the muffins. Harry had a soft spot for muffins and wanted to have one after breakfast was over.
Harry stood up, his eyes dark with emotion.
"I hope your happy. I'm going to take my muffin and myself ELSEWHERE!" And with that, he ran on out.
"Harry forgot his muffin," Hermione said, not sounding shocked. As if Harry heard that thought, he ran back into the room and grabbed the muffin, and ran back out.
"I'm guessing we should follow him," Ron said, turning to Hermione.
"I'm guessing we should too. Lead the way will you? And grab some chocolate muffins for Harry. As a peace offering," Hermione replied. The two ran out, arms filled with chocolate muffins and some blueberry for Ron. They followed the broken china and ripped paintings and came to find Harry resting on a tree. As soon as he saw them, he started to run away again.
"Harry stop blooding running. Now don't show me that finger. It isn't polite. Now speeding up. PULL THEM UP HARRY. THERE HAPPEN TO BE WOMEN AND MEN PRESENT THAT WISH NOT TO SEE THEIR BEST FRIEND'S WILLY!" Ron hollered to Harry.
Harry pulled up his pants and wiped his eyes clear of un cried tears.
"See? I'm fine." Harry said, as soon as they approached him. "I've never been better. Like when I lived with my Aunt and Uncle. Like when I saw Cedric die. Like when Sirius died." Harry said, choking on the last part. It was only sixth year and the pain was still new for him. " I've never been better. Never." Tears made there way down Harry's pale face. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry and Ron around the two of them.
"Why can't I have something that I want? I want him. I never get what I want. Never." Harry choked out.
"Shhh. It's okay mate. It happens. If it makes you feel better? I'd chose you over her any day." Ron replied, making a sign of disgust while saying her. After that, no one said anything. Why? Because no one had to say anything because they understood each other too well.
Back in the Great Hall, Ginny and Malfoy had followed to see if Harry was all right. Ginny fainted when she heard Harry's words. Mostly out of disgust. Apparently she hadn't been informed of Harry's sexuality. Malfoy, on the other hand, fainted out of joy.
Author Notes- This story is based on Slow Jam by Usher. Yes, it's by Usher. It's on his album, My Way. Please read and review. Criticism is welcome. Please include mistakes i made(like grammer and such 'cuz i'm too lazy to find them my self)