Chocolate and Cinnamon Chapter 1: Bored as Hell, a harry potter fanfic

First HP fic. Be kind! cowers

Disclaimer: Do I own Harry Potter. Am I insane? Bad example. No. I don't own Harry Potter. Unfortunately. But I do own Silrena! So back off! hiss

Summary: After 5th book, but Sirius is alive. When Harry is visiting Diagon Alley for fun, he runs into a kicked out Draco Malfoy. Overdone, I know. HD, with mentions of SBRL, and RHr.

Chapter One: Bored as Hell

I thought that living at Grimmauld Place over the summer was going to be fun. Harry was sitting in his room, bored out of his mind. Ever since Sirius and Remus relit their old romance from school, they had been constantly together. Harry had nothing to do. He had even read everybook in the house, and was know as smart Hermione, for Godrics sake. Though he wouldn't tell her that. He vaguely thought about Hermione and Ron spending time together at Burrow. They too, had realized they "belonged together" as Hermione put it.

Damn it. EVERYONE is finding someone. Harry was gay. (A/N, sorry, it's going to be a bit overdone in the beginning) He had realized it when every straight male student was drooling over Ginny except for Ron, and he wasn't.

And everyone keeps telling me to get a girlfriend. Haven't I given enough clues already?Sirius and Remus got it after the first hint! I thought Hermione was supposed to be smart.

Harry remembered when Sirius started barking at him the minute he got off the train. He jumped up, and untucked Harry's shirt. Remus had just grinned, and Sirius' canines were all showing. The moment they got home, Harry was bombarded with questions. ("Harry! Why didn't you tell us sooner?" "Harry! I knew that it would rub off on you!") Harry had spent the rest of the night talking about his new revelation with his godfathers. (Harry insisted on the matter.) Remus even went to Diagon Alley and got him a pendant, with a symbol for homosexuality on it.

That's when it hit him. Diagon Alley! He could floo there! He ran down the stairs, and quickly ran back up to get his key. "Siri, Remy, I'm going to Diagon Alley!" He didn't get a response, and assumed it was all right. He quickly wrote a note, to make sure everyone knew, and left.
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He arrived at the upstairs section of Fred and George's shop. On the way down the stairs, Fred immediately jumped in front of him. "Harry, mate! Nice to see you!" Harry grinned. "Hey Fred. How's buisness?"

"Bloody amazing! And we owe it all to you!"

"You deserved it. I am a proud partner of Weasley Wizarding Wheezes."

"And you should be, mate. We are introducing many new products this year! And Oliver even said he would be willing to do an ad for us. That should improve our costumers!"

"Ya it would! Did you hear that he might be traded?"

"Is he? To which team?"

"I don't know, but I'll write him and ask." Just then, George walked in.

"Fred! You are hogging Harry! Let me have sometime with him!"

"I don't think so George, you will steal my man away!"

"That was the intention, bro." Harry laughed. The twins were two of the few people who knew about him being gay.

"You know guys, I think I'm just too hot for either of you."

"Too hot for us, Harry?" The twins said in unison, faking shock.

"Yes. Both of you put together, actually."

"You might be famous, dahling, but you could never outdo the Weasley twins. Now take these things and go, Harry. Those who think they are better than us aren't welcome."

"So I'll see you at six for dinner?"

"Yep!" And with that Harry left the store, and headed to Gringotts, WWW bags in hand.

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"Hi, my name is Harry Potter, and I'd like to make a withdrawal from my account, please? Here is my key." The goblin looked down at Harry, and called over a worker. The worker motioned for Harry to follow him down the hallway.

When they arrived at his vault, Harry took a more than decent amount of gold out. He needed enough to buy some decent clothing, new robes, and various other things. His coming out was going to be done in style. On the way out of the bank, he swore he saw someone familiar on a rooftop. But when he looked again, the person was gone. No matter. I'm probably just excited about my shopping spree. With that, all other troubles were lost.

He decided that first he would have to get robes, because his were far too short. But this year, Harry would be purchasing his robes at the exclusive robe shop in the expensive side of Diagon Alley. Upon entering the Silver Gryffin, a prim snobbish woman walked up to him. "Hello sir, I am Madam Silrena. How may I be of service to you?" Harry got the impression that she was the owner of the shop, and remembered an article in the Daily Profit about how everything the woman owned was destroyed when her family kicked her out. She had been working for the past few years to open up a fine store, and Harry thought she had done well.

"Sir?" He looked up quickly, realizing that he had been lost in thought.

"I am sorry. My name is Harry Potter, and I am in dire need of new school robes, as well as casual clothing as well."

"And how much would you like to spend, Mr. Potter? We have various price ranges."

"As much as is needed, Madam Silrena, I would like excelent quality for my clothing." Harry had recently decided that his money was wasting away in his vault, and needed to be spent.

"Indeed, Mr.Potter. I will personally assist you." She smiled, and Harry instantly regretted thinking poorly of her. Yet again, first impressions mislead."

After buying new robes for school, Silrena (they were now on first name basis) had the robes sent to the back to have the Gryffindor insignia embroidered on the backs.

"Mr. Potter, would you like my assistence in picking out regular clothing?" Harry blushed. "Yes, actually, I would. And call me Harry!" He whispered into her ear, "I am in need of finding clothing that looks good on me. And fit well." Silrena looked at him and smiled.

"Coming out, are we?" Harry blushed again.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Harry, dear, how could a person NOT tell?"

"I suggest you ask my friends Silrena." She noticed the dark look that fell onto Harry's face.

"Do not worry Harry. I will make you look fantastic. The boys will be drooling over you!"

"But that would ruin my new robes!" They both laughed and proceeded to find new clothes for Harry.

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After Harry was done at the dress shop, he decided to grab a bite to eat. As he was walking towards the quidditch store, he again saw the figure on a rooftop. He shrugged it off, and looked into the shop window.

"It's twice as fast as the Firebolt!"

"Ya! It says here that it's built to read your needs, so it basicly directs itself! That means it can take you anywhere!"

"It would be mighty helpful in finding the snitch!" Harry smiled at the kids. He walked into the store, and picked up the broshure for the broom. Wow, this broom really is amazing…Harry looked at the name. Silver Mist. The Silver Mist is appropriately named, due to the misty silver substance it produces from flying through the air. The broom is truly the best broom ever created, with…I have to have this broom. He bought it, depsite the price (which would have bought the Weasleys a new house so everyone could have their own room).

He came through the back streets to get to the twins' shop. He didn't feel like being noticed. Speaking of noticing, what is that next to the trashcan? He walked closer and saw that is was a person covered in a blanket. What on earth? He gently reached for the blanket and pulled it off. "MALFOY?"

"I'd say nice to see you Potter, but it would be too polite." Draco promplty passed out.

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A/N

Ok, I think this was very bad, but if I don't post it I will go insane. I would appreciate reviews, and if you are gonna tell me how overused this stuff is, don't bother cause I know.