I'd like to thank Blood Everlasting, and Holy Snappers for reviewing. To clear up your confusion, Harry was confused, and didn't know why he had kissed Draco, so he shifted the blame for it to the other boy. That's why he accused Draco of coming on to him when it was actually Harry who initiated it.
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Warning: Slash of the boy on boy variety. No like, no read!
Rating: M
\words/ denotes thoughtDraco woke suddenly just as the sky was starting to turn lavender and pink at the horizon, the sun's heralds announcing the dawn. He had had the weirdest dream about Voldemort. He shook his head to clear it, and then froze as he heard the door to the dormitory open. He stuck his head out of his bed hanging, and to his utter surprise, saw Blaise Zambini walking in, looking ruffled and flushed.
"And where have you been, that you're looking all bright eyed and bushy tailed at the crack of dawn?" Draco asked, a smug grin on his face.
"Um, er…. nowhere?" Blaise replied, a blush creeping up his neck to stain his cheeks a brilliant red.
"Sure. Who's the lucky girl Blaise? Or maybe it's a guy?" Draco was one of the very few people at Hogwarts who knew Blaise was bi.
"Shut up, Draco. Do you want to announce it to the whole world?" With that, Blaise climbed into his bed and snapped the deep green bed hangings closed.
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When Harry walked into the Great Hall that morning, his eyes instantly went to Draco. He saw that the Slytherin had styled his hair differently that morning, and he was looking delectable in tight black pants and a silky green shirt under his school robes. I wonder what he looks like without the robes. \BLOODY HELL! No. I do not wonder what he looks like without his robes, or naked, or any of the other silly little thoughts that have been running through my head lately./ Harry felt he was sleep deprived, and maybe going mental. He had had the dream again the past night.
Harry absent mindedly scooted the eggs and bacon around his plate, not eating anything. His eyes kept wandering to Draco, who was taking no notice of him. Harry's grip on his fork tightened until his knuckles were white as Pansy Parkinson leaned in toward Draco and whispered something in his ear that made his entire face light up with laughter. Obviously, Draco wasn't feeling bad about their non-friendship anymore.
Hermione saw Harry's strange behavior and followed his gaze to the Slytherin table, and her jaw dropped in shock. It couldn't really be true could it? But yet, Harry's gaze grew harder and harder as Pansy rested her hand on Draco's arm and scooted closer to him. Hermione gaped at Harry in shock.
"Hermione, what's wrong? You look like you've just seen a ghost." Ron asked around a mouthful of eggs and toast.
"Harry…. I…you… Pansy?" Hermione mumbled incoherently. Harry wrenched his gaze away from Draco and looked at Hermione.
"What are you talking about?" Both Ron and Harry said at the same time, looking at Hermione as if she had just taken a plunge off the deep end.
"No, Hermione, it's the other one." Ginny told Hermione from the other side of her current boyfriend, Seamus.
"OH! Oh my...are you sure…I never imagined." Hermione looked suddenly flustered. She turned to look at the Slytherin table again. Both girls giggled.
"What on earth are you two talking about?" Harry asked Hermione and Ginny, still looking as if the two of them had lost their marbles.
"Do I really have to tell you? Are you that thick? Had any odd thoughts lately, Harry? Weird things happen that you can't explain? You have a massive crush on-" Hermione interrupted Ginny just as she was about to reveal exactly who Harry had a crush on to all of Gryffindor, and the few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws who had been listening in.
"Er... Ginny do you really think that Harry would like everyone to know?
"Well, considering he doesn't even know himself, maybe not." Ginny heard the collective groans that had gone up from the girls that had been listening in on the conversation. They had all been hoping it would be them. Ginny leaned in close to Harry and whispered in his ear "It's completely obvious Harry. You fancy Draco Malfoy."
At these words Harry's jaw dropped. "I do not. Where do you two get off thinking that? I'm not even…I'm not…" Then Harry fell silent as he realized it was the truth. He was gay. He had never really had a crush on a girl except for that thing with Cho, which had been a serious disaster. "You're right. I never… oh god, what have I done? I have to go. I've made a huge mistake… I'll see you in Transfiguration!"
Harry dashed out of the Great Hall and then had no clue where to go. He needed time to think.
Draco had noticed the spectacle going on at the Gryffindor table. He had been paying a lot more attention than Harry thought, but really didn't care anymore. At least he was trying to act like he didn't. Pansy leaned across him to whisper in his ear again.
"Draco, I thought later you could um… help me with my potions homework. I know a nice, quiet place we could. Just the two of us." Draco looked at Pansy. She was really quite attractive. For a girl.
"Pansy, I know you like me, and you're really very nice, but you know I'm gay. Everyone knows I'm gay." Pansy looked at him as if she didn't care.
"But Draco, you know you have to pass down that Malfoy blood somehow, so why not with me? You know your father would be pleased!" Draco finally looked at Pansy, really looked at her.
"You are such a conniving little git! My father has nothing to do with whether or not I decide to reproduce. I do nothing to please him! And I couldn't bring myself to touch you, let alone…ugh!" Draco pushed her off of him and felt no remorse at the shock and hurt he read on her face. He needed to get away. He needed to go think. He started walking toward the entrance to the Great Hall, and it was all he could do to keep from running. When he entered the Entrance Hall, he saw Harry sitting all alone on the stairs, his head in his hands.
Draco decided not to say anything, but headed toward the dungeons.
"Draco...don't go." Harry's voice reached him just as he was about to leave the Entrance Hall. He slowly turned around and saw Harry standing there.
"Don't go? Would you make up your bloody mind? First you want to try and be friends, and then you avoid me and tell me you don't want to be, now you tell me not to go? I don't get you! Give me one good reason." Draco tried to steel himself against the expression of hurt on the other boy's face. He saw the tears well up in Harry's eyes, and he told himself he didn't care.
"I'm sorry. I… I'm just sorry." Harry stood there, looking down at the floor, willing his tears away like he had been doing all his life. He was caught in a perpetual state of confusion, and didn't know how to get out. He had just realized he was gay, and he liked Draco Malfoy, the boy who had been his sworn enemy for almost 6 years. Who wouldn't be confused, and scared?
"You really think I care that you're sorry? Because if you do, you're wrong. I am a Malfoy. I sank to your level once. I won't give you the satisfaction again." With that Malfoy walked away, and Harry slowly began to trudge up towards Transfiguration.
He had reached the top of the stairwell, when a hand touched his shoulder. Harry spun around to face the unknown person, and saw Draco, looking remorseful. Both boys just stood there looking at each other for a moment.
"Can we talk?" Draco asked quietly. Harry nodded and followed Draco into a nearby empty classroom. They sat down on an old, musty, brown leather couch. Draco was looking everywhere but at Harry while Harry widened a hole in the leather.
"So…what did you want to talk about?" Harry asked, slowly dragging his eyes away from the hole to look at Draco. He felt a low hum run through his body as Draco's silver eyes met his.
"I wanted to apologize…I shouldn't have been nasty to you in the Entrance Hall, especially when I claim to want to be your friend." Draco looked down at his hands, avoiding Harry's gaze. "Harry I know your not gay. I never thought you were. That kiss was stupid, a mistake, and it never should have happened. I want to just be friends. Start over." Draco looked up expectantly, waiting for Harry's acquiescence.
"I don't know if I can be just friends with you, Draco." Harry said quietly. "I have a confession to make. I've only just realized it myself, with the help of a friend. I am gay." Harry looked away from the other boy, then slowly got up and walked to the window.
Draco sat on the couch, slightly dazed. He knew how hard this must be for the other boy. When Draco had first realized he was gay he had felt alone, confused, and somewhat ashamed. But once he learned to accept the fact, he was ok with it.
"I know how you feel. I've been where you are now. The only thing you can do is accept yourself for who you are." Draco felt a brief shimmer of hope building in his stomach. Maybe he and Harry could be more than just friends.
"Thanks, Draco. I think I just need some time right now. I'm really confused and I need to think." Harry turned back to the open window, a slight breeze pushing his hair back out of his face. Draco just sat there, admiring his profile.
"Ok, well, I guess I'll go then." Draco stood up to leave, and then thought better of it. He walked over to Harry and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind. He gave him a small kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "It's going to be alright, Harry. Everything will be ok."
Harry had been trying to keep from kissing Draco again, but the softness in the other boy's voice as he reassured him was his undoing, he turned in Draco's arms and kiss him softly on the lips. They felt exactly how he had remembered them. Soft and silky, so much different from how he had expected them to. He opened his lips slightly and ran his tongue over Draco's bottom lip. Draco whimpered as Harry slid his tongue into his mouth, meeting with his. Both boys pulled back when the bell to signal the start of classes rang.
"We better get to class." Draco bent to pick up his bag from the floor.
"Can we hang out later? Maybe before dinner by the lake?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. I have Herbology last today, so I'll be there after." Draco's face brightened at the prospect of seeing him later.
"Ok, see you later then." Harry said, giving Draco a quick peck before leaving the room to go to Transfiguration.
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