Hello there. I'm a new author and I'd like to say sorry about any grammar or spelling mistakes, I do not have a beta. Also, of course I have to put this is, I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING HAVING TO DO WITH HIM! JK Rowling on the other hand, does. I'm just letting them play together
Thank you very much and I hope you enjoy.
September 2nd
I love being so close to him. But at the same time, we are so far apart. The war has done things to my love that I wished never happened. He is not as riled up as he used to be, it seems that he is on automatic. Another disturbing event is that my love, the great Harry Potter, has made a truce with the son of a bitch Draco Malfoy. Not only is it a truce but they actually seem friendly! I will have to put a stop to this for everyone's well being. Malfoy needs to be put in his place.
"Harry! Come on mate! We need to finish up fixing up the eighth year dorms!"
Harry Potter turned to look at his redheaded best friend, Ron Weasley. They had finally done it. Voldemort had been killed by Harry and there were no more immediate threats to the Wizarding nation. Now, Harry was back at Hogwarts to finish his seventh year. Although there were not a lot of eighth years coming back there was a small sprinkling from each house. From Gryfindor there was Harry, Ron, Hermione, Seamus, and Dean. From Hufflepuff there was Ernie McMillian and Hanna Abbott. From Ravenclaw there was Terry Boot, Padma Patil, and Anthony Goldstein. Lastly, from Slytherin, there was none other than Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, and Theodore Nott. All fourteen of them shared a girls dorm and a boys dorm and one common room. Surprisingly on the first day of school, Draco silently offered his hand to Harry just as he did in their first year, but this time Harry accepted it. He was tired of fighting and prejudice and didn't see any reason why making peace with Draco would be a terrible thing. Ron was hesitant about it at first, but then he came around and Hermione was indifferent either way. She was just proud of Harry for resolving his schoolboy rivalry. One person, however, was extremely opposed to the idea.
~Flashback~
Harry and Seamus were in the Boy's empty dorm room. It was twilight and Seamus had dragged Harry here, away from the ice breaker party to discuss something "important" with him.
"Harry, you just can't trust him! He's a Death Eater!"
Harry sighed, "Yes, I know Seamus. But he was only a Death Eater to protect his family. He didn't actually want to join Voldemort. In fact, around the end of the War he became a spy for the Light."
"I can't believe you're actually defending that worthless, son of a bitch, piece of sh-"
"That is enough! I refuse to have you slander him over choices that he made to protect himself and his family during war! Grow up, Seamus! It's time for you to move on! How is it that Ron can forgive him after his especially bad treatment from him and you can't? I thought you were a better person than that!" Harry turned away and quietly continued, "I guess I was wrong."
Seamus leaped up from the bed he was sitting on a walked over to Harry in two long strides. "No, Harry, you weren't. I'm just worried about you is all." Seamus said, casting his eyes downward. "I care about you a lot. I don't want to see you get hurt by some arsehole."
Harry put his hands on his hips. "Since when have you cared about me so much?"
"Since I've seen how attractive you've gotten." Seamus whispered sliding closer and closer to Harry. Harry was in shock. WHAT had Seamus just said? He had heard rumors of him swinging both ways but he had never seen any truth in those rumors.
"Erm, 'xcuse me?"
"You heard me Harry. I have had my eye on you since the ending of fifth year, but of course you didn't notice because you were with Ron's sister, but now that you are broken up, I figure I might as well try to get you to give me a shot."
Harry was very confused now. Seamus had liked him since fifth year? This was all very bizarre and while Harry was trying to figure this out in his head he didn't notice Seamus getting closer until his face was only mere inches away from his own. Harry realized just in time to move his head that Seamus was intent on snogging him right then and there, but he only ended up kissing Harry's cheek.
"Look, Seamus, it's not that you're a bad person, cuz you're not, but I don't think this can happen." Harry inwardly groaned. How come all the shit that could go wrong to him always did?
Seamus pouted for a moment. "Am I not attractive?" He questioned with puppy dog eyes.
Harry sighed, "You are attractive, I just can't date you." It was the truth, Seamus was dreadfully attractive with shaggy light brown hair and glowing hazel eyes, a muscular yet light form... Many people would love to date him. Harry just wasn't one of them.
"Well, if you think I'm attractive then why can't you date me?"
Harry nearly exploded from frusturation, "Because I am not gay."
Seamus just grinned, "You never know till you try, Harry." He cooed seductively slithering closer once again to Harry. But he had finally had enough.
"Look, you're a great friend but I'm sorry. I. Am. Not. Interested." Harry said.
"We'll see about that. Don't worry Harry, I won't try anything anymore tonight, but you can bet your balls I'll be after you later." Seamus sneakily pecked Harry on the lips then waltzed out of the room, leaving a very embarrassed and confused Harry in his wake.
~End of Flashback~
Harry was following Ron back into the room where last nights interesting events transpired and he lost himself in thought until Ron snapped him out of it.
"Harry? You okay there?"
Harry came back to reality with a start. "What? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking if I should put up my Weird Sisters poster or not."
"Oh, come off it. That's an easy one. Put it up!" Ron exclaimed, chuckling. Right now all of the eighth years had the beginning week of school off to settle into their new sleeping arrangements and to remember how to be a student again instead of an adult, fighting for their lives on a battlefield. Harry heard the door open and turned to see who had come in after breakfast so early to personalize their bed and it's surrounding area besides himself and Ron. It was everyone's favorite Slytherin, Draco Malfoy. Ron nodded to him and Harry muttered a hello, which Draco replied politely to. He then went over to sit on the bed he chose which just so happened to be the one to the right of Harry's. He laid there for a few minutes with an arm dramatically slung over his eyes until Harry decided to say something to him.
"Um. Er, Draco. How's settling in going for you?"
Draco slowly sat up and stretched, "Fine. Nothing dreadfully exciting. What about yourself, Potter-I mean Harry?"
Harry inwardly grinned at Draco's self imposed correction on his name.
"It's alright. Just putting a few things up around my bed."
Draco looked up and eyed a few of Harry's posters with a critical look. "Really Harry? How can you listen to so many muggle pop artists like Lady Gaga and not have an Adam Lambert poster up there too?"
Harry just stared at Draco with his mouth open. How on earth did Draco know how Lady Gaga was, let alone Adam Lambert. "I just haven't gotten one of his posters yet. How do you know about all these muggle musicians?"
"I like many genres of music and unfortunately the wizarding community has very few good bands. Mostly there are just old ladies crowing into a microphone. So I turned to muggle music. They have some great stuff. Ever heard of Tokio Hotel?" Draco asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"Hell yes! I love them! I know a lot of people think they suck, but I think they're fantastic." Harry gushed.
Draco just chuckled. "Well Harry, I don't know how I never knew you had such great taste in music. But, who are those four guys in women's clothing?"
Harry turned and looked at his Motley Crue poster. "Oh! These guys are an 80s rock band, Motley Crue. There's Nikki Sixx the bassist, Vince Neil the singer, Mick Mars the guitarist, and Tommy Lee the drummer. They're fucking awesome. I'll have to have you listen to some of their stuff sometime. I think you might like it."
"Thanks, Harry."
"No problem, Draco."
"Well, as much as I have enjoyed this, which I truly have, I need to go visit with Headmaster Snape now. See you around, Harry?"
Harry smiled and said, "Of course."
Ron and Harry watched Draco leave the room and then Ron spoke up. "Holy Hell, Harry. You guys get along freakishly well when you're not trying of off each other. I'm impressed."
Harry grinned because he know what his best friend was getting at. "Yes, we do. But you don't have to worry about a think. There is no one that could ever replace you as my best mate. Ever." The two boys smiled at each other and continued on decorating and eating candy until Hermione came in with some sandwiches. Ron immediately went over to her.
"Hey there, 'Mione." He kissed her on the cheek. "what are you doing here?"
"Oh, nothing much. Just thought I'd come and tell Harry that Ginny is on her way here in about ten minutes and she's not happy that she hasn't been invited over yet." Hermione informed them.
Harry just groaned. Even though he broke it off with her, she still believed that they are only in an "open" relationship. Harry was not looking forward to seeing her.
