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Harry looked down at the lifeless looking body of his rival Draco Malfoy and stared in horror once again at the bandages, blood still bleeding through as thoughts raced through his mind over and over a mile a minute and the horrible scene as he used the unknown curse that had been labeled 'for enemies'.

Harry ran his fingers through his hair as he thought; I didn't know the spell would do this! What if Snape hadn't come…even if Malfoy had been about to use an unforgivable this…it wasn't worth it. We may hate each other but… I don't want him dead…'Harry looked down and was shocked to finally see Malfoy opening his eyes and saw he was looking up at him dazed with a look of shock and…something else in his eyes...He then opened his mouth and hoarsely spoke so lowly Harry had to lean in to hear. "Harry..." Malfoy murmured… "L—love you..." Harry stared down in shock not comprehending the words that had just left the mouth of his arch rival.

'Did…he just say what I think he said…' Those where Harry's thoughts as he shot out of his chair and ran out the door of the hospital wing and ran to his common room ignoring all who tried to capture his attention. He practically shouted the password at the portrait of the fat lady as he raced up the stairs ignoring the questioning of his two best friends and the look of worry on their faces. He threw himself on his bed and used his wand to draws the curtains around him and placed a silencing charm.

'What just happened? Did Malfoy hit his head when he was knocked back by the Sectumsempra…? Either way, it doesn't matter. I am not gay; I've been head over heels for Ginny all year. I love her personality, her hair, her curves, the way her eyes blaze when she's furious and decides to send one of her bat-boogey hexes at some unfortunate soul.' Harry frowned as he tried to come up with reasons why the Slytherin prince, who he had been following in order to prove he was a death eater, would say he loved him. 'Maybe he's just messing with me, or maybe he was so out of it he thought I was Parkinson.' There's no way he would actually be gay for me… I mean he's been a bloody git since we met and he's taken every opportunity to make me and my friends' life miserable…' Harry sighed as he lied back frowning. 'Maybe I should just forget about this and go to sleep. Potions is tomorrow and I need all the rest I can get before having to go deal with Severus fucking Snape…' With that final thought Harry closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Harry slept very little that night not being able to get the image of Malfoy lying on the hospital bed as he had said those words that were beginning to haunt him. Harry sighed as he slowly sat up and got out of bed; he then looked up and saw he was being stared at by all his roommates. Ron, surprisingly, looked wide awake and red faced proceeded to yell at Harry shaking him by the shoulders, "What was up with you yesterday? You disappear for hours then you finally appear and run right by us like there's something chasing after you! Don't you know how worried Hermione and I got?" Neville pulled Ron of Harry and shouted, "Ron, calm down! Give Harry a chance to explain…"

Harry quickly turned around suddenly feeling as if he couldn't face any of them and as he proceeded to get ready for the day told them the first thing that came to his mind. "Malfoy attacked me and we had a duel in the bathroom. I was running from Snape who looked like he was about to fucking murder me. I was really tired so I just went straight to sleep alright?"

Neville and Dean didn't look convinced but couldn't press further due to Ron's face turning even more red as he once again began to yell, "Malfoy, that bloody ferret!. Of course Snape probably didn't do -anything to his precious Slytherin and focused on punishing you and -

"Harry interrupted Ron's rant, "Ron, forget about it alright? They're both gits now come on, let's go eat. Ron's face returned to a normal color and his face brightened as he exclaimed, "food!" and he proceeded to run down the stairs shouting for harry and the others to hurry up. Harry sighed and quickly followed in order to be further interrogated by his fellow Gryffindors. When reaching the great hall they sat down and while Harry, Seamus, and Dean greeted Hermione and Ginny briefly, Ron promptly began to stuff his face.

Hermione went into full mother mode as she also began to question Harry, but he simply repeated the story he gave everyone else. Hermione frowned as she said, "Harry what did I say about that book? I told you not to use unknown spells! You have to report this to Professor McGonagall!"

"No!" Harry shouted, "It's fine, really I just won't use any other spells alright!" Hermione huffed but she looked appeased for the moment and began to eat. Ginny looked over at Harry and raised an eyebrow silently questioning him, but harry simply sent her a small smile and began to eat. He looked up and his eyes drifted over to the Slytherin table and landed on the spot where his blond rival should be. He frowned slightly wondering why he wasn't there and silently worried a bit, "Is he still hurt? Is he coming to classes- I mean, I want to question him about what he said, but at the same time I'd rather not see him..."

Harry frowned as he got up and told everyone he was going to head to Potions early. He briefly glanced at Ginny and Dean and felt the small spark of jealousy he was accustomed to feeling when he looked at the couple. He turned around and began to head for the dungeons. 'See harry, you love Ginny, there's no reason to let Malfoy's supposed confession bother you! Not only is he a guy, but he's also a complete prat and your rival! His shiny hair, slightly feminine features and perfect body should have no affect on you...wait…did I just complement Malfoy in my mind…? What is wrong with me?" Harry began to feel frustrated as he finally reached the potions class and walked in to find it empty except for the one person he was dreading to see…Draco Malfoy. Harry took a deep breath when he saw he hadn't been noticed and took the opportunity to look at him. 'He looks really pale…tired as well…he's probably still not feeling well…come on harry, be a man and just go talk to him.' Harry frowned at his own pep talk as he made his way over and stood right in front of Malfoy. When he was that Draco hadn't looked up he cleared his throat. Malfoy, startled, quickly looked up and looked up at Harry as if he was about to faint with a bit of fear in his eyes, that look quickly disappeared as if he had put on a mask and a confidant smirk graced his face. "Potter..." he drawled, "what brings you here so early, you are dreadful in potions yet I doubt a few extra minutes will do anything for your grades."

Harry rolled his eyes as he leaned on the desk and bluntly stated the question that had plagued him since the incident occurred, "Why did you say you loved me when you woke up yesterday?"

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