"I Think I Will Keep You-My Dirty Little Secret"
When Harry admits his deepest secret to his best friends and they laugh in his face, Harry feels angry and alone. Draco- sick of feeling pushed around and alone, also abandons his friends to attempt a new beginning. What will this new beginning bring? How will this affect Harry & Draco? What will their friends do? Can a truce be formed? Find out!
I don't own any of the characters from Harry Potter- If I did I would be very very rich and very very lucky. But still, a girl can pray! Or in my case put my pledge for ownership of Harry and Draco on my Christmas Wishlist ;)
Thoughts of the character are in italics
Angry emphasis is in underline & Bold
Possible spelling mistakes in bold -You can correct me in a review ;) –If there is any xD
Harry~~
"Not funny Hermione!" Harry exclaimed loudly as Hermione, sat opposite him, let the tears roll freely down her eyes as she continued laughing.
"I'm sorry mate but it actually is really funny!" Ron Weasley snorted into his nearly full glass of Butterbeer, his ears and face bright red from laughing so hard.
Harry had just about had enough of this. He had just told them his most deepest, darkest secret and his most PASSIONATE desire, yet here they were, laughing at him. He decided he had had enough of it. Harry rose quickly, knocking the chair over backwards as he stormed out of the door, leaving a startled Hermione and Ron in his wake.
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Draco~~
Draco Malfoy watched from beneath his hood as Harry Potter flew into a fit of rage and barrelled out of the pub.
"That's very...un-Potter like" Draco muttered to himself as the door swung back and forth. A irritating voice snapped him out of his reverie.
"What's wrong Drakey? Not feeling concerned for Potty Potter are we?" Pansy Parkinson shifted her stool closer and clung to the blonds' arm, afraid it could possibly snap off. It could have done, with the way that Draco replied:
" The way that I feel for Potter is of no concern of yours silly girl." He shook his arm from her grasp. " Go and irritate someone else you're beginning to tire me and get on my fucking nerves!" Draco finished, looking slightly flushed, yet tired all the same. Pansy looked shocked, which quickly turned to anger.
"Tetchy! Fine. If that's the way you feel. But if it was someone else you'd think you were gay for the boy."
Draco's anger simmered to the surface and Draco allowed some of it to slide out of his mouth, coming as smoothly as a Basilisk.
" Do you know what? It would be better being gay with Harry Potter than it would be being straight with a simple witch like you! I don't know what any man, boy, wizard, or beast could see in you! You haven't let go of me since we started this infernal schooling and you haven't laid off my case since mid-October. I'm getting sick of you being a pest, you're not my mother and you shouldn't feel concern for me. I can do as much as I please, when , wherever and with whomever I please. And if that includes being gay, for Harry Potter, then that is what I shall do, regardless of your protests. Now get out of my face, I, unlike you, have business here Parkinson." Draco ended his little lecture by taking a swig of his Butterbeer and shooing the small girl away, like an irritating fly.
Pansy Parkinson cursed and swept away from Draco, and went out the back door.
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Pansy and Blaise (I promise this only appears here! Sorry!)~~
Pansy sighed as she scooped a fist full of snow into her hand, throwing it at the highest window she could see. She felt a small feeling of satisfaction when she heard a terrified scream come from the window she'd just hit. The smirk fell from her face when she remembered what had just occurred. What Draco had just said- that he could be gay. Part of her heart fell and broke at the pit of her stomach, while the other half sank and burned in her angry stomach acid. How could he do this to her? They were meant to be together! She fumed and cursed and kicked everything surrounding her, anything to let off steam and god forbid what she would do if Draco walked out here- she wouldn't know what to say to him. She heard the crunch of snow behind her and turned around.
Blaise appeared behind her, with his hood fully up to deflect the oncoming wind from the street. He took in her angry appearance.
"What has the Trio done now?" He asked carefully- he knew she could easily kill him with her temper.
"It's not the Trio this time- well it sort of is in one way and in another way it's not" She replied
"That's just confusing" Blaise said, with a genuinely puzzled look on his face. How is it not to do with the Trio? It's ALWAYS something to do with them three!
"Look Blaise If I tell you, you may vomit or never sleep again. Or both for that matter"
"Come on Pansy it can't be that bad!"
"Blaise, Draco is GAY" She allowed this to sink in for a moment while Blaise paled.
"For WHO?" Blaise whispered.
"Harry Fucking Potter"
Pansy laughed while Blaise vomited violently into the drain which was situated conveniently next to him. Once he had finished he only said one thing:
"I refuse to be friends with a gay boy!"
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Draco allowed his thoughts to wander freely across his mind.
"Oh well At least she's gone...hang on a second, did I just possibly admit that I am gay for Potter? No, I can't be!" Draco let his head fall into his hands on the bar. What was he thinking? More to the point- what was he thinking ADMITTING it? Draco had never felt so shocked in his life. He had always felt so sure of himself but now...now what? Would he have to start all over? Suddenly, two voices interrupted his train of thought, catching his name and his attention.
"There's Draco now- Why don't you just go and ask him Hermione? Hm? Why don't we just admit it to the whole world? That's what you're suggesting isn't it? It's stupid! He can't...couldn't possibly! Not HIM! HIM of all people! I tell you NOW Harry Potter is no friend of mine ! Not now, not after this and not ever!" Ron finished yelling at Hermione and the bar burst into hushed whispers.
"RON! Look, I'm not happy about it either but he has been our friend for so many years..." Hermione was interrupted by Ron again.
"I DON'T CARE! HOW COULD HE KEEP THIS A SECRET FROM US? DON'T YOU REALISE HOW IT AFFECTS US NOW! I DOUBT I'LL BE ABLE TO SLEEP AT NIGHT!" Ron fumed as he was pushed into a more secluded booth away from the curious customers at the pub.
Draco sat there, moving forwards on his stool to ponder for a while. Questions rocketed through his head and exploded like fireworks, sending varieties of colours and confusing signals his way.
What was wrong with Harry?
Where did Harry go?
Was Harry alright?
What was Harry's secret? It had to be serious or his friends would have helped him sort it out. It must be Potter's decision or feelings because this obviously can't be changed- like gender- or feelings for someone.
The pale boy stood up, brushing some of the dirt from his cloak and stood, leaning on the edge of the pillar that held up Ron and Hermione's booth. They both looked up at the tall, slim blond in shock. Draco smiled at them both.
"May I join you?" He asked and, without waiting for an answer, he sat down next to a very uncomfortable Ron Weasley.
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Harry~~
As soon as his foot sunk into the deep, pale white snow he instantly regretted storming out. 'Of course it would take them a while to understand' Harry thought to himself. As he stood there he considered the implications of his secret. He had decided to tell the two most trust-worthy and, what he viewed as, the two most important people in his life. Harry had hoped that they would have at least some sort of sympathy for his predicament if not a little understanding, yet he received nothing. Now he knew where his loyalties lied. Now he knew what a stupid mistake he had made. Now he didn't know what to do. One thing he did know was that his so called friends" hadn't even bothered to follow him outside to comfort in. He quietly trudged around the back of the pub, looking in through a small peep hole in the window. He felt angry heat go to his face when he saw that his seat had been taken by a student, covered up by a black robe and a hood over his face. Heaving a huge, depressed yet somewhat angry sigh, Harry James Potter wandered off to the edge of Hogsmede, towards the Shrieking Shack, to mull over his thoughts.
((Reviews please? I don't know where I am going with this one, I just received a sudden inspiration cloud and loads of plot bunnies sprung into my head- Lent is near enough upon us after all! But I would really appreciate some reviews or whatever on this. Any ideas that are suggested would also be brilliant as my brain has a tendency to function for a day, then not be focused for a week! So anything to keep me going is always appreciated! I know It was a bit short but I wasn't sure how people would react to it so I didn't do too much incase you didn't like it- If I get some people who like the story I will continue it. Natalie))