Harry then said, "Let's take a
walk."
...
... ...
...Harry
took Draco's hand in his, and led him back to the Griffyndor Common
Room. He knew that they'd be safe there. Even if the others in the
house didn't accept the fact that Draco was from Slytherin.
Hermione,
Ron, and Harry had once found a secret hiding place in the Common
Room. Harry had taken Draco there. When they arrived Harry sat down,
staring into Draco's eyes. He had once noticed these same eyes, the
pale blue eyes had once entranced Harry, this is why he could barely
pass his Potions exams. Draco moved in closer to Harry, kissing him
lightly on the lips. He wanted so much for this to just be a dream.
He didn't want to deal with the stress of everyone finding out he was
gay. He didn't want everyone to know that he was in love with his
rival, Harry Potter, the one whom every person in the Slytherin house
loathed, because he was the boy who lived. Harry had battled
Voldermort on many occasions and had won all, so far. But it was
because Lucius was a Death Eater, that Draco feared his sexuality.
Lucius would never let him live, he would not accept that his son was
gay. Even if he did, there is no way Draco would be allowed to be
with the Famous, Harry Potter.
Draco couldn't help but hold back the tears he had shed many times because of these reasons. He was in LOVE with Harry, he could not be happier, knowing the man of his desires was in some way, mutually attracted to him. It seemed as if they had a chance. He just had to forget all the reasons that had forced him into hiding himself. He needed Harry to help him.
"Draco. I know this is hard for you. Remember, I'm here for you." Harry said, quietly. He wanted to tell Draco he loved him, he just couldn't go about saying it. Not without reassurance that his feelings would not be unrequited, and he would not overwhelm Draco with these mass emotions of his. He sighed. his gaze returning to see Draco silently crying, He held him closer to him. He just couldn't say it. What if this was all a trick. Especially with Draco, but who in their right mind would go so far as to do this to Harry?
It had gotten quieter. The blue-eyed boy had stopped crying. He was just sitting there with Harry. Draco had broken the silence, "Harry, I...", he paused and was thinking to himself. He chose his next words very carefully. "I really like you." he smiled at Harry, who did the same.
"Yeah. I like you too." He
replied.
"Does this mean...?" Draco stopped again,
afraid to say the words out loud. Harry said it for him, "...That
we're going to be dating?" He questioned. Again, answering
himself, "Only if that's what you want Draco. I can understand
if you don't want to be with me, but if you do... I'm more than happy
to be your boyfriend."
There was no response from Draco. He just sat there blankly. Harry didn't mind. It was hard on him, he knew that. Heck, it was hard on Harry just to be out about himself to someone other than Hermione though he hadn't told Ron. He didn't want Ron to think he fancied him.
"Yeah. I'd like
that." Draco said, after the long silence, he also confirmed his
reply with a short, but passionate kiss. Forcing his tongue into
Harry's open mouth, exploring the cavity, his hands, moving about
Harry's torso, limbs entwined, and then just as fast...he pulled away
and stood, helping Harry up. Both of them had to readjust themselves,
not only their wild 'sex-hair' but in other places too (☺).
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...
...
..."HARRY
WAKE UP! IT'S BREAKFAST TIME!!!" Ron exclaimed, nearly giving
Harry a heart-attack, which would easily have been replaced with
"Good Morning, Harry". Harry groaned, sitting up; however,
he wasn't the only one up. He adjusted that. He didn't want Ron to
know that he'd had not only one of the most erotic dreams that night,
but it was mostly a re-cap of the events previously that night, that
kept him at full-mast.
"Hurry up Harry, jeez you're slow this morning!" Ron said, though he was still smiling at his friend. Harry changed into his robes (Ron, still watching...awkwardly enough), and the 2 boys headed out, into the Common Room, and eventually into the Great Hall. They were greeted by a very upset Hermione.
"What the fuck took you so long?!" She
yelled. Harry jumped back in surprise by Hermione's random
outburst.
"Sorry Hermione, I had to get Harry out of bed",
Ron said, hiding behind Harry, as though Hermione was about to
breathe fire.
"Well you know I always
wait for you two to get here before I start eating. Now I've
practically lost my appetite waiting for you two numb skulls!!"
She yelled, running out of the Great Hall, in a huff.
"What's
gotten into her?" Harry asked quietly, in case Hermione was
about to make a surprise entrance. Ah, he's such a hottie, last night was a good night. I
still can't believe I managed to make out with him. And now, he's my
boyfriend!! squeeee I can't wait until Potions, I'll be able to
stare at that hot ass of his. giggle
"I dunno. She's been like
this since yesterday night, she came into our dormitories at 12:15
last night, scaring the shit out of everyone. I guess you just didn't
wake up. You were pretty quiet when she was yelling at you." Ron
explained. It's a good thing Ron forgot that I slipped out
last night, Harry thought. They
continued eating breakfast. While the entire time, Draco Malfoy had
positioned himself at the Slytherin table to be seated across from
Harry, who was right in sight.
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...
...
...
Harry, I love you more than
anything. Please stay with me forever.
Draco's
thoughts were cut short by one, Goyle.
"Draco. Whatcha
thinkin' about?" He asked in that voice of un-intelligence. He
was quite slow. Not the brightest of the bunch.
"Nothing!"
Draco snapped. (Goyle remained calm. He was used to this.) "Now
let me eat my breakfast in peace!"
"But Draco...you
haven't even touched your breakfast.." Goyle sat there,
confused.
"I DON'T CARE!"..."LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Now that Draco was all huffy, he left the Great Hall. Sad that he could no longer stare at his beloved Harry, he went into the library and thought about how much he hated his life.
"Stupid fucking life! Why can't anything work out for me. Even when I didn't like Potter, I was still one of the most hated wizards in Hogwarts. Now that I like him, my father will hate me. Probably loose his job and then his life, if Voldermort found out I was in love with Harry, and will probably kill Harry too!" He cried. Not only had he said this out but to his disadvantage, Hermione who was in her usual spot in the library was able to hear Draco's words clearly. She peered through the bookshelf to where he was seated. She saw that he was not only angry, but practically crying.
She felt sorry for the poor boy. Draco
stood up to leave, forgetting his notebook, which Hermione had ran to
look at. She began thinking to herself and reading all of what was
written. "
What is this?
"Harry + Draco Love"
Awe,
that's so cute. She continued reading the notebook, until one line
not only disturbed her, left her in a complete fan-girl mood, but
also left her extremely confused.
"I wish that everyone would
know that HARRY POTTER IS MY BOYFRIEND. I just wish they could all be
supportive about our relationship."
HARRY AND DRACO ARE A
COUPLE!?!?! (CUUUUUUUTE!!)
Hermione closed the notebook and
took it with her. She needed to investigate this incidence.
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...
...
"Miss
Granger, is something wrong?" Snape had stopped instructing, he
had asked about 40 questions which no one other than Hermione would
have been able to answer, though she had not been listening, she did
not raise her hand once, and this deeply disturbed Snape.
Hermione
was still out of focus, Harry elbowed her.
"WHAT THE ..."
She looked up to see Snape, standing right over her desk, and his
raven-cropped hair hanging over his stone-cold eyes that were staring
right at her. Filled with suspicion, he repeated his question.
"Miss
Granger, is something wrong?"
"... no, professor. I ..um
was just.." she couldn't think of an answer.
"You
were... ? What?" He mocked. "Whatever the situation, you
won't find it, by staring into your mirror, particularly when it is
pointed at Mr. Malfoy."
Hearing this answer, almost
everyone was shocked. One person more so, than anyone else. Harry
looked at her with his big green eyes, and gave her a strange look
filled with horror, and fear at the same time. Bringing Hermione to
49 different red shades of embarrassment all captured on her pale
face.
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... ...
...
"Why were you
staring at Draco in Potions, Hermione?" Harry said, almost
angrily.
"I wasn't. I was..."
"You were what?"
"I can't say. I'm researching something, and I can't tell
you any information until it is complete. I wouldn't want to spread
lies about something I might later find is not the whole truth."
Her answer shut him up quickly. She shoved Draco's notebook into her bag, and went to the Common Room to go for Study Hall. Along the way, she noticed Draco, who happened to see this whole conversation. He also gave her a look of suspicion and was about to open his mouth when she ran to the Common Room.
Ron even saw Draco, who was now staring lovingly in Harry's direction. Draco looked at Ron, saying, "What the fuck are you looking at Weasel?" Ron glared at him. He looked over at Harry who was oblivious to almost the entire situation, and Ron walked returned to the common room to find Hermione.
He caught up with her, and asked, "What was all that back there. You were staring at Draco, and I saw him staring at Harry, giving him some really creepy looks." Hermione sat still. Waiting for Ron to say something else, and he did. "Hermione, what is going on? I know you know, and I'd like to be in on this. Obviously Harry doesn't know, or else he would have told me by now." Ron said, out of breath.
"Ron...are you
gay?" She inquired
"No! Why would you think that? You
think I'm jealous that Draco is staring at Harry..." Ron
exclaimed. "Oh My God." Ron now had the look of
obliviousness, when something so evident was right in front of your
eyes, and you still cease to notice. "Why didn't you tell me
that Harry is gay?!"..."Why didn't HE tell me that he's
gay!?" Hermione just shook her head at Ron before saying, "If
he told you he was gay, you would have not been his friend. You would
have been weirded out by it, assuming that because you're a boy, he
has to be attracted to you." Ron looked ashamed. It was
true. He knew it was. He just couldn't seem to admit it.
Ron
then asked, "wait, what does Draco have to do with all of this?"
