Authors Note: Sorry it took so long to update this! To be honest I was focusing on a novel I'm writing, homework and other things. (I also kind of forgot) This chapter is long overdue and I swear the next one will come sooner and also be a lot better.


Draco was lying in the Slytherin dormitory. He was trying to focus on the book in front of him, A Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry; but Harry kept coming to mind. Now that he had accepted the fact that he liked Harry, it was hard to stop himself from thinking about him. He rolled over onto his stomach and hugged his pillow, and curled up into a ball, knocking his book on the floor. Blaise came up beside his bed and picked up the book.

"Can't get comfortable Malfoy?" Blaise laughed.

"Oh shut it prick." Malfoy mumbled and rolled over to face Blaise, he wasn't really in the mood for banter at the moment, where as normally he would always accept a challenge of insults.

"Something up?" Blaise gave a sideways glance to Malfoy and sat down on the edge of the bed. Heart to heart talks weren't common where they were concerned, but recently Malfoy had been more open to change than before.

"If I tell you, promise you won't hate me or stop being my..." Malfoy paused, seeing as he wasn't always adamant on admitting he cared for people. "Promise you won't stop being my friend."

Blaise sighed but promised and Malfoy motioned for him to come onto the bed and close the curtains. Malfoy cast the muffliato charm and began talking.

"So, I have a bit of a crush on someone... they are nice and everything, although sometimes they can be slightly brash, but only slightly. They have really wonderful tousled hair and even though it wouldn't be to my liking for my hair to be that way, it looks really nice on them. They have emerald green eyes which matched with their black hair make them look striking and I could probably think about those eyes for hours. Whenever I'm near them everything is better and brighter. I'm always so happy when I'm around them and even when I get angry or get annoyed I always end up forgiving them. I haven't spent much quality time with them as of yet but all of a sudden it's all I'm aching to do. They are brave and outspoken, they always are trying to be the good person and make everyone happy. It's the opposite of me, but opposites attract right? I have no idea why I think all this about them, but I can't help it." Draco stopped and looked at Blaise, hoping that he wasn't about to be categorized as weird or something.

"Wow, I had no idea you actually thought about someone like that. Who is it? They sound like... well they sound like a Gryffindor to be frank and I don't have a problem with that I'm just wondering."

Malfoy blinked and smiled. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting of Blaise's reaction, but he was glad that the fact that the person he liked was Gryffindor had been accepted. Now to get Blaise to warm up to the idea that it was a guy... and finally that that guy was Harry Potter.

"Yeah... so it's a Gryffindor boy and I really really like him."

"Oh so you're gay?"

"Yeah..."

"Well I don't care. I don't think anyone else would really care either, all too selfish to worry about who you're fucking in the ass."

"That's one way of putting it, but about who it is." Malfoy paused, just for a few seconds to think if there would be any drastic consequences. None immediately flashed through his mind and so he plundered on.

"The person I like is Harry Potter and I hope you accept it but I think I would like him if you did or not and I still want to be friends with you even if you don't accept it." All of this came out in some what of a rush and Draco didn't pause for breath because he felt that if he stopped talking he would never be able to get it out. Blaise blinked slowly as if it was hard for him to process the information.

"So the person you're fucking in the ass is the chosen one?" Blaise smirked and Malfoy blushed profusely.

"We've only kissed it's nothing like that, but basically yes."

Blaise laughed and hit Malfoy on the back. Blaise talked about how he didn't care and how some of the other Slytherins might care, but that he was sure that after Pansy got over the fact that he wasn't going to date her any time soon that even she wouldn't care. It felt nice to have told Blaise and Malfoy wondered why he had been so worried in the first place. It didn't really matter though because now he just had to figure out how to get Harry alone. Maybe Blaise could help him come up with ideas, who knows.