Hiii! Decided to actually try and continue on with this story at least some more chapters maybe! Just be patient if you want more because I'm a slow writer XD
If you haven't read the first part then you can read it at either here on Tumblr(link: post/138819384317/wish-i-could-cheer-for-you ). Or you can read it at , go to my profile which is Natarii-chan and there you should find it!

Pairing: Drarry ( Draco x Harry )
Homosexual pairing, don't like don't read.

Note: I haven't read all books so if there's something that doesn't add up quite as it should then please have mercy on me. Don't mean to offend anyone or the fandom.

Harrys heart was beating so fast he thought it was gonna explode. Hermoine had a firm grip on his wrist as she almost dragged him back to the school and up to Gryffindor tower. He know that he wasn't gonna let her treat him like a child but he was actually a bit scared to how she would handle it all. Surely she wouldn't be very happy about him having a crush on the person most of the school didn't seem very fond of. And to add to the problem there was how Draco always treated not just Hermoine and Ron but Harry too. It was nerve wrecking. Harry fiddled with the note in his pocket, the small note that had Draco's actual number written on it. Even though cellphones wasn't used that much here Harry was still feeling giddy about getting his number.

The memories flooded Harrys mind. He didn't know how many times it had played and replayed in his head by now but every time he saw Draco blink at him, Harry felt like he could burst of happiness. One thought had crossed his mind though, what if it all were just a prank. That Draco somehow had found out about Harrys feelings and decided to play a huge prank on him. If that was the truth then Harry would probably be crushed. Not just because he was being played but also because of the feelings Harry actually had about Draco. It's like, when you fall in love with someone you change your way of seeing that person. You suddenly start thinking that they would never do anything to hurt you or anybody else. But that's not true, or logical at all. That's what scares Harry the most. The fact that Draco wouldn't care one single bit about Harry and just brutally crush him.

Harry shuddered at the thought and even felt some small unshed tears prickle his eyes. He quickly blinked them away and started to take in what was around him instead. He noticed that Hermoine was still holding her death grip on his wrist and they had reached the stairs that led up to the gryffindor common room and bedrooms. Harry gulped while trying his best to keep up with her speed. His heart started beating faster at the thought of Hermoine confronting him about what happened back at the arena. He took deep breaths and just some minutes later they were standing in front of the painting that led into the common room. The lady in the painting looked at us and raised one eyebrow before she cleared her throat and asked for the password. Hermoine answered her quickly in a hushed tone and then proceeded to drag Harry with her.

They got some weird looks from the other gryffindor students when Hermoine swooshed by them and up the stairs to Harry and Rons shared bedroom. It then hit Harry, how would Ron react. Should Harry even tell him? Or would Hermoine do it without him having any say about it? He felt bad about not telling his best friend but he also didn't want Ron to hate him.

With no more time to think he was pushed into his room by Hermoine, not so hard that it hurt but actually pretty gentle. She then closed the door behind her but she didn't turn around yet. This made Harry even more uncomfortable, he wringed his hands together stood there stiff and waiting for her to say anything. He tried to slow down his heart and breathing because this was not the time to have a panic attack. When Hermoine still didn't say anything he suddenly broke down a bit. Tears started to form in his eyes, the rolled down his cheeks in a slow and silent pace and Harry felt his breath hitch a little. 'She's gonna yell at me, hate me and leave me alone isn't she? I knew she would be angry…'Harry thought while looking down to the floor.

Hermoine then sighed loudly, completely unaware of how Harry was breaking down.

"- Harry listen-" She started but when she turned around to face him her eyes almost popped out. Harry was crying so much his cheeks were wet and red, his hands were balled together and his head hung low. He looked completely destroyed.

"- Hey! Harry stop crying, please! It's okay!" Hermoine rushed to him and put her arms tightly around his waist. She rocked him back and forth while stroking his hair. Harry put his arms around her smaller shoulders and buried his face in the crook of Hermoines neck. He was still crying but his breathing had calmed down a bit.

"- Ssshhh, calm down Harry I'm not gonna yell at you. Sit down on you bed okay?" She talked softly and pulled Harry to his bed and gently put him down. She sat beside him and stroked Harrys hair out of his face. She felt her heart clench when she saw his red eyes and tear striped face. 'I am so stupid, I should have said something sooner. Sure it was a lot to take in at first but I'm not mad at him. He must think I hate him' Hermoine gasped when she realized why Harry was crying so much and decided to tell him as fast as she could.

"- Harry, I am not mad at you okay? I don't hate you at all, calm down. I was just surprised. Please don't cry anymore." She cooed softly and she sighed relieved when she felt his body relax and his crying stopped. Hermoine had never seen Harry cry, at least not like this. He had cried sometimes when he had had nightmares and such from him being linked to Voldemort. It had taken a toll on Harry himself and Ron and Hermoine too since seeing their best friend break down in fear isn't very pleasant. But now it was so different, he looked so vulnerable and broken that it sent Hermoine shivers over her body. She felt her motherly instincts kick in and Hermoine just wanted to shield him from the pain and sorrow he felt. She truly felt horrible about her reaction, she should have acted better and not make Harry think she loathed him.

"- Harry sweetie look at me" Hermoine said but he didn't move, he only tensed up. "- It's okay, please look at me. I'm not angry at you" She pleaded and put her hand on his tightly curled up fingers. He relaxed his hands and took a deep breath before looking at his best friend next to him. She smiled softly at him as to convince Harry that she wasn't angry. He searched her eyes for any signs of lying but only found guilt and sincere love. That made Harry a bit happier and he felt the corners of his mouth twitch into a small smile. This made Hermoine sigh of small relief, he had at least stopped crying. She intertwined her hands with his and held them tight. Hermoine looked into his eyes and smiled at him.

"- Harry, I'm not angry at all. I do not hate you or anything okay?" Hermoine raised her eyebrows and looked at him, he then nodded and used one of his hands to dry his wet cheeks. Harry felt so relieved and happy, he was so sure that Hermoine would hate him or be furious about his feelings towards Draco. Before he could think any further of it he heard Hermoine chuckle.

"- What's so funny?" Harry now noticed how sore his throat felt and his voice came out broken ans raspy. He cleared his throat before Hermoine spoke up.

"- Not funny, more like surprising. I never thought that you would fall for Draco. I did suspect that you were gay but Draco? That was not what I expected." Harry sat dumbfounded at what Hermoine just had said. She lifted one eyebrow at him and smirked.

"- Wait, how did you-" Harry said but Hermoine interrupted him mid sentence.

"- Well it wasn't that hard actually, I noticed how you sometimes checked out guys in hogsmeade and how you never looked that interested when you heard about some girl crushing on you." Hermoine smiled at Harrys now very red face.

"- Oh my god…. I expected this to be tuff but not in this way!" Harry ducked his head and behind his hands. He felt the embarrassment burning red on his cheeks but even so, no matter how embarrassed he was right now he couldn't be happier. He had been so sure that he would be yelled at, being told that he's insane for having a crush on not just a boy, but Draco Malfoy. And to make it even worse, when Hermoine just stood in front of the door and not even turning around to look at him it made his stomach churn and his heart sank to his feet. He was so scared of rejection from anyone because of his home situation. Always being treated like dirt and feeling no love from his surroundings made him fear rejection more than anything in the world. Then he found out that he was a wizard and his world turned 180 degrees. He met Hagrid, Ron and Hermoine, he got a lot of new friends in a matter of only months. Harry felt his shoulder shake again as a few lonely tears rolled downs his cheeks.

"- Harry! Why are you crying again?!" Hermoine said in panic. Harry chuckled and wiped the tears away with the back of his hand. He looked up at Hermoine who had a very confused look on her face. He took her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"- I'm crying because I'm so happy!" He simply said grinned from ear to ear. Hermoine calmed down at that and couldn't help the smile growing on her face. She was glad that he didn't cry anymore, well not of sadness at least. Then she remembered the reason he started crying in the first place and her grin turned to a smirk and her eyes glowed mischievously. Harry noticed this and his posture turned stiff while his eyes had a bit of fear in them.

"- So, Draco huh?"

Okay so here it is! Some of you wanted me to continue so I just thought fuck it and started on this.

Ugh… this turned out so lame and sooooo messy! I don't even know if you're gonna like it but please tell me what you think! I was planning on having them talk more but then I wanted Harry to have some issues because I love messing with my characters XD