The rest of this story will be in 3rd person
Harry woke up and looked around. Most of the students were still asleep, but a few were missing from their beds. Harry sat on the edge of his bed and stretched. Ron was still asleep but Harry decided to wake him so they would have time to get breakfast and go to their first class. He walked to the snoring red head and shook him violently to wake him. It took about three times because Ron would wake up then turn back over and go to sleep again. Finally Harry got him up and the two got dressed and ready for the day. "I still don't like the idea of Snape as the dark arts teacher."
"No one does." Harry said sliding his shirt on. When they went into the main room, Hermione was sitting by the fire. She was reading some book as usual and as Harry and Ron walked down the stone staircase, she angrily put the book away and stood up.
"It's about time you two got up! Come on, or we'll never have time for breakfast if we want to be to our first class on time!" She said grabbing hold of Ron and pulling him out the door. Harry followed, amused by the look on Ron's face as Hermione pulled him along. They headed to the Great Hall where breakfast was laid out on all the tables. Most of the tables had students on them, eating and conversing about the classes they were taking. The first years looked excited and petrified at the same time. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat at one of the tables to eat. Of course Ron loaded his plate with food and Hermione rolled her eyes as she laid her schedule on the table to review it again. "I can't wait for ancient ruins!" She eagerly said.
"I can't wait for free period." Ron said through a mouth full of food.
"Chew with your mouth shut Ronald!" Hermione said, wiping small bits of food off her schedule. "I bet Harry can't wait for dark arts." Ron said ignoring Hermione and smirking at Harry.
"Haha Ron." Harry said with sarcasm. He ate quietly to himself when Nigel walked up to Harry. Harry looked at him and he smiled before handing him a small piece of parchment. Puzzled, Harry took the parchment from Nigel then smiled and turned back to the table to read it. Nigel was new at the school but Harry had overheard his name the night before when he was talking to other first years. Harry unfolded the parchment and read the scribble on it. Ron tried to read it too but Harry kept it hidden.
If you want me, meet me tonight in the R.o.R.
"What's it say?" Hermione asked looking at Harry with interest.
Harry not wanting to answer her quickly thought of some response. "Oh just that Dumbledore needs to see me later tonight." He said. Neither knew yet that he and Dumbledore arranged for private lessons but Dumbledore had told Harry he could tell them. Neither one questioned further because they knew that Harry and Dumbledore often had meetings together. Surprisingly, neither was jealous that Dumbledore thought so highly of Harry and a little less of Ron and Hermione.
"Well come on you two. Class is going to start in ten minutes. We best get to our rooms." She said standing up. "I'll see you later Ron." She said with a smile and began walking away. "You too Harry, if I catch you before you meeting that is." She disappeared around the corner as she headed for her first class of the year.
"Why don't you just ask her out already?" Harry said to Ron once she was gone. Ron's face turned slightly pink as she shoveled the last of his food into his mouth.
"It's complicated. You know me mate." He said looking at the table. "I want to, but I can't." He had security problems and couldn't talk to a girl, other than Hermione and family, without losing control of his words.
"But you've known her for five years. Shouldn't it be a bit easier?" Harry asked.
"You'd think it would, but it isn't." He said looking at Harry. "What about you? You've got to have your eye on someone with Cho out of the picture now." Harry could tell that Ron was desperate to change the subject.
"Yeah, I do." Harry told him looking over to the Slytherin table for a brief moment then looking back at Ron.
"Who?" Ron asked with curiosity.
"Sorry mate, but I'm keeping it to myself right now. I don't want to screw it up." Harry told him with a smile. Ron sighed then got up.
"We best be off. Snape will kill us if we're late." He said. Harry nodded and the two headed for dark arts. When they got to the classroom, it was dark and eerie as Snape's class tended to be. The two found seats fast and waited for the dark haired professor to show up. Harry was sitting in his seat for no more than five minutes when he got hit in the head with a ball of paper.
Harry turned around to see Malfoy sitting a few desks behind him, laughing. There was a peculiar shine in his eye though as he looked Harry directly in the eyes for a few moments. He quickly turned back around though as he heard a door slam shut. Snape had arrived.
"Your learning of this subject in the past has been severely unstable and unreliable. I however, am going to change all of that." Snape said in his eerie low voice.
"Malfoy needs to grow up." Ron whispered to Harry. Harry nodded slightly in agreement.
"He," Harry started when he suddenly stopped and looked up. In front of him stood a large, thin character in tight black robes.
"Potter. I should have known it." His voice was full of displeasure. "If you and your little friend can't keep your mouths shut in my class, you will be out of it before you have time to realize what hit you." He said then began talking to the whole lot of them. Harry's mind wandered as it re-read the note he got during the whole class.
It was a busy and agonizing first day of classes as Harry and everyone else had to into the routine of everything again. As the night went on and the flames of the fire in the common room died, Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak and prepared to go to the Room of Requirement as instructed. Ron and Hermione were really the only people left in the common room. They were sitting by the fire, laughing, ignoring Harry. "Ask her out." Harry whispered to Ron from under his cloak right before he left. Hermione was distracted with helping a first year at the moment and Ron nodded quickly as Harry slipped out.
The halls were lit by torches on the walls whose light reflected off the large glass windows. This had to have been about the hundredth time Harry walked the halls at night under his cloak. He traveled the moving staircases to the R.o.R and stood in front of the space on the wall where the door had always appeared the previous year. I need to see Malfoy. He thought very hard. A minute later the large doors started appearing in the brick and one opened just enough for Harry to get in.
Inside the room was dark except for a few lit candles. "Draco?" He called quietly.
"Come out from your cloak." A voice responded to him. Hesitantly, Harry took the cloak off and he felt someone behind him. "It's ok." The person whispered into his ear. He could tell it was Draco and he relaxed a bit. Draco put his arms around Harry's waist. Harry could feel Draco's warm breath on the nape of his neck. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" He asked quietly.
"Tell you what?" Harry said, his eyes shut as Draco held him close.
"That you were like me." Draco whispered into his ear. "That you were gay."
"Well we never really got on together." Harry said to him.
"Because I thought you didn't like me." Draco responded in a taunting like voice.
"That's far from the truth." Harry said savoring the moment.
Draco started to back away from Harry and Harry thought he did something to upset him but a moment later Harry felt Draco's hand in his hand as he began to lead him deep into the room. As they drew closer to where the majority of the candles were, Harry noticed a round red bed in the middle. Draco let go of Harry's hand and walked over to the bed, then sat on it. "Don't be afraid." He said calmly
to Harry. Harry walked over to the bed and sat next to Draco who sat behind Harry and put his arms around him, then began kissing his neck. Harry let out a gasping like noise and Draco stopped.
"Am I hurting you?" He asked.
"No, not at all." Harry said pulling Draco's arms back to him. Harry turned to face Draco and a moment later they were making out. Harry fell backwards onto the bed and Draco sat on top of him, cramming his tongue down Harry's throat. As they were lip-locked, Draco ran his fingers through Harry's hair and Harry ran his hands down Draco's lean, muscular body. The candles went out and the last thing Harry remembered was Draco pulling his clothes off.
When Harry woke up, he was naked on the round bed with Draco's arm tightly holding him. Harry slipped out of Draco's grip and looked around. What time is it? Harry thought to himself and the generous R.o.R gave him a watch. 6 30 am. It was barely morning. "Draco! Draco!" Harry said shaking the naked boy next to him. "Wake up! We have to get back to our common rooms!" Draco flew up and looked around. "Come on, get dressed and we'll use the cloak." Both flew into their clothes and under the cloak. They knew they would not make it back to their rooms without getting harassed so they headed to the hall for breakfast. Draco exited the cloak first and a few minutes later Harry did. He walked to the Gryfindor table and sat there, waiting for the food to appear.
At about 7 am Ron and Hermione showed up. "Where were you?" Hermione asked as she sat across from him. "Ron said you never came back!"
Too tired to argue, he decided that now would be as good as time as any to tell them. "I was with someone." He said.
"Dumbledore, we know. What were you doing that you spent all night?" Ron said as the food appeared and he began eating it.
"No, I wasn't with Dumbledore. I lied to you two yesterday, and I'm sorry." Both stopped and looked at him. Hermione ate a muffin as she waited for Harry to respond. "I was with," he took a deep breath in, "Draco. Guys, I'm gay." Hermione began choking on the muffin and Ron's face went completely white.