Author's Note: This was written on request for a page I admin. If you'd like a one-shot, then don't hesitate to request one. I'll write for Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Divergent, The Mortal Instruments/The Infernal Devices, and the Avengers. There are a few others, but I prefer these.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the places and characters associated with it. All credit goes to J.K. Rowling.
When Harry came out, only Hermione seemed to be unsurprised. She knew her friend too well, and had guessed this a long while back.
Everyone else, on the other hand, seemed completely shocked. Ron was flustered: he simply couldn't believe it. Everyone else reacted the same way. And Ginny looked utterly heartbroken. The poor girl was obviously still in love with the raven-haired boy who had ended their relationship a few years back.
Though the Weasleys were surprised, they weren't unsupportive. They treated Harry the same as they always had. Hermione just gave Harry a knowing look accompanied with a smile and congratulated him on finally working up the courage to come out.
But, of course, as all happy moments end, the Weasleys soon asked Harry if he was in a relationship with anyone and had been keeping it a secret.
Harry looked down, blushed, and mumbled a name under his breath. No one but Ron heard it, but, judging by Ron's enraged behaviour, they all figured it wasn't someone that they would've approved of.
"THAT BLOODY DEATH EATER. YOU ARE DATING A BLOODY DEATH EATER, HARRY? BLOODY HELL. WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?" Ron screamed as he ran upstairs. Hermione went to comfort Harry, but he ran. He ran and ran and ran until he was far enough away. He screamed in fury at his unsupportive best mate who wouldn't even give his lover a chance. And then he apparated.
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Draco Malfoy was sitting in his study in the newly-remodelled Malfoy Manor. The place was peaceful and quiet as he worked, as to be expected. That was, until he heard the sound of his lover crying his name.
"Harry! Harry! Where are you?" Draco shouted out, desperate to find the man he loved.
"I'm in the library, Draco!"
So he ran. He ran down to the library that he spent so much of his childhood running to. He found Harry crying in the same place he often cried as a child.
Draco raced up to the half-blood saviour and embraced him. He wrapped him up in his arms and soothingly rubbed the man's back. "Shh, Harry. Calm down. What's wrong? Tell me," he said as he leaned down for a chaste kiss.
"I... came out... Ron doesn't... you... Why won't he... you a chance, Draco?" Harry managed to sob out.
"I'm not sure, Harry. But I'll go to Hell and back before that weasel separates me from you. I love you, no matter who approves or disapproves. Do you understand?"
Harry looked up, green eyes meeting grey, and genuinely smiled. His crying subsided and he reached up to kiss the platinum-haired boy that he loved. "I love you too, Draco. Always."