Warnings: Same as the previous parts; little angst for this part. Yes you read that correctly, but please don't run away! It's not that bad, just Draco being oblivious again so I think it fits in with the story nicely. This part ends happily, so that's good!

Notes: A lot of my reviewers have been saying that Draco is very dumb/oblivious/blind/etc. And I agree, he is; yet, I don't think it's because he's stupid. My interpretation of it is that Draco's assumption that Harry likes a girl (which is a rather natural assumption, must people assume that a person will like a member of the opposite sex and Draco has no reason to believe that Harry is bi or gay) makes him blind. He's convinced that Harry likes a girl, which prevents him from seeing what we, as the readers, see (of course we have the advantage of knowing that this is a Harry/Draco slash fic, which immediately suggests to us that Harry likes Draco and that the two boys will eventually get together). I don't mind that a lot of people interpret my fic differently than I do since I really have no control over how it is interpreted, but I just thought that maybe at least one person would be interested in reading my thoughts on this. OK, I'll stop babbling now and let you read the fic! :)

Notes (#2): OMG! So, I had to repost this because I made a horrible, horrible typing mistake. Thanks so much Shinigami for pointing out that I had said Draco had blue eyes and not gray (oi I feel so foolish :/).


An Amazing Discovery
Part 4

Dear Hermione,

What? You still haven't figured it out yet? Only one more clue. If you can't figure it out after this clue then you're not as smart as I thought you were. You might want to sit down though, if you aren't already; this might be a bit shocking. The person I like is a guy. You still with me 'Mione? I think it should be pretty obvious who it is now. OK, well, I'll be nice and give you one more little clue. He's the last person in the world you (or anyone else) would expect me to like. There, that's all I'm going to tell you. I hope I hear from you soon!

Your friend,
Harry

PS Once you figure it out, will you still help me hook up with him? He's kind of oblivious.

Stare.

Blink, blink.

Stare.

Reread.

Stare.

Can't breathe.

Heart failure.

Silence.

Twitch, twitch.

Revival.

This was...this was...he didn't know what it was. What was he to think? Harry Potter likes a guy? Harry Potter, most famous guy in the wizarding world, is gay?! This had to be a joke! Harry Potter could have any girl he wanted so why would he like a guy? Draco thought about this for at least five minutes before deciding that Potter could probably have any guy he wanted as well. Who wouldn't jump at a chance to climb into Potter's bed? Even he would, just so he could brag about having slept with The Boy Who Lived.

. . . . . .

Holy Owl!!! Did he just think that? Climb into bed with Harry Potter? No way, not in a million years. Draco had to remind himself that he had previously determined never to touch a Gryffindor's bed with a ten-foot pole, and this included Potter's bed! Phew! Remembering this calmed him down a bit.

Realization dawned. Oh! This was so, so, so bad! He was wrong, again! He had been wrong the whole time! He had been tricked by Harry Potter. The smartest guy in all of Hogwarts had been tricked by someone who only had the intelligence of a smart muggle (which wasn't saying much). This was so upsetting. Did this mean that...he wasn't smart?! Oh! This was just too awful. If he could not do something as simple as figuring out who Harry Potter likes, what else couldn't he do? He had thought he was capable of doing anything!

To his utter amazement, Draco felt his eyes begin to water. It was only something in his eye, that was all! He was not upset about being so wrong. He was not upset about not being as smart as he had always thought he was. As the water dripped down his checks, Draco had to concede that maybe he was just a little bit upset...but only a little! Really!

Big sigh.

This was so bad. He had never felt so low in his life. He needed some cheering up. But who could possibly cheer him up?

Evil grin.

Torment Harry Potter! That always put him in a good mood. There was just something about that Potter...whenever Draco was around Potter, he always got excited, would always be in a good mood. The only reasonable explanation was because Draco loved to torment Potter.

Off to find Harry Potter. Where could he be? Hopefully not in his house, Draco would never be able to get to him there. Oh! Of course! He's probably off practicing at the Quidditch fields. Where else would he be?

To the Quidditch field!

This time, instead of tearing through Hogwarts' halls, Draco walked through them very casually and with all the calm in the world (to the amazement of all who saw him). Why the change? Well, the answer is quite simple. Draco did not want to risk crashing into Potter again, should the boy not be at the Quidditch field. Draco was so proud of himself for being so reasonable. He began to feel more cheerful. See! He was smart! It's just that stupid Potter who always distracts him and makes a fool out of him. That definitely had to change.

Arriving at the Quidditch field in one piece, Draco quickly scanned the skies for Potter.

No Potter.

Draco's spirits quickly plummeted. He had really wanted to see Potter...only to torment him though.

"Holy Owl!" Draco shouted, nearing jumping out of his skin as something whizzed by his ear.

Draco watched in amazement as the snitch went zooming away from him. What was it doing out?

"Look out, Draco!" shouted a very familiar voice, rather desperately.

Uh...oh...

Before Draco could react to the cry, something rather large slammed into his back, causing him to tumble forward and roll helplessly on the ground for several feet. When Draco was coherent again, he found himself staring into a pair of pretty green eyes.

Oh Merlin!! This was not happening again! Hadn't he been trying to avoid just such a situation earlier?! Draco groaned in frustration.

"Wow, Draco! I didn't realize you enjoyed me being on top of you that much! If I had know that, I would've tried to get into this position more often!"

"What are you babbling about, Potter?"

Grinning wickedly, Potter replied, "I really like hearing you groan when I'm laying on top of you!"

Draco gaped at Potter in amazement. Did he really just say such a thing?! Oh, yeah...that's right...he'd forgotten that Potter was gay. What was really strange, though, was that Draco was not at all uncomfortable with this situation.

"What? No smart comeback, Draco?"

Oh! He hadn't said anything yet? Must have forgotten to, being so confused and all. But he was going to! He would have a really witty comeback because, after all, he was the smartest guy in all of Hogwarts. Now, if only he could think of one. It was so hard to think properly when he was so close to Harry Potter.

"Can't think of anything, Draco?"

"I will, just get off of me first."

Potter didn't budge. All right, then. Draco would just have to learn how to think properly with Potter on top of him.

Think...think...think!

Whoa!! What is he doing? Potter was actually running his fingers through Draco's hair. How dare he! He was messing it up! Although, it did feel kind of nice...

No, it didn't! A small part of Draco shouted back at himself. Unfortunately, this wasn't very convincing to the rest of Draco. He couldn't very well ignore the fact that what Potter was doing felt nice (even though he wanted to ignore it).

Suddenly, Draco found his witty comment. Ha! This was too perfect! He always knew he was smart. So what if he sometimes doubted it, he was human after all and therefore bound to make a few mistakes (but much less than anyone else, of course).

"All right, Potter. You wanted a smart comeback? Well, here's one for ya. It's what I expected you to say (since I'm so smart), because I know you're gay!!"

"You're definitely right about that. And since you finally figured it out, maybe I should reward you by proving to you just how gay I really am."

"What?!" Draco squeaked.

Draco watched in amazement as Potter's head slowly descended towards his. What was he doing?! Oh Merlin!! He was going to...he wasn't, was he? He was! Oh, boy, what should he do?! Let it happen?

Panic!!

"Mmmm...maybe not yet, huh Draco?"

"Wha?"

"C-ya around, Draco," and then he was gone.

"Wait..." Draco cried weakly, but he wasn't heard.

Holy owl! What just happened? What almost happened? Did Potter almost kiss him? Draco lay on the ground, gaping at the sky, hoping that maybe someone up there would give him some answers. No such luck, he didn't hear a single thing.

What was even more unbelievable then Potter almost kissing him was that Draco had wanted it to happen! OK, so maybe he had panicked a little bit, so it probably hadn't looked like he had wanted it. But really! It's not every day that the most famous boy in the entire world wants to kiss you! Of course he panicked! Anyone would!

Draco then realized what he had been thinking-that he wanted Potter to kiss him. That didn't make any sense! He hated Potter! Right?

Draco suddenly sat up with a shocked look on his face. Maybe...maybe it wasn't hate. Maybe it had never been about hating Harry Potter. Clicking noises were audible as things began to come together inside of Draco's head. Every time he saw Potter, he was always so distracted, he would always get excited and be in such a good mood. All those crazy little thought that he was always having about Potter being warm and soft, or about his messy hair and pretty eyes. It all made sense now!

Draco Malfoy, self-proclaimed hater and enemy of Harry Potter, was in reality, in love with Harry.

Draco loved Harry!

Oh Merlin! He couldn't believe this! Forget being in shock, it was now time to be in love! He felt like laughing. He was in love with Harry Potter, most famous guy in the wizarding world! Well, that was to be expected. There were very few people worthy of Draco Malfoy's love! Harry, being who he was, seemed worthy enough.

Oh! Happy day! Nothing was going to make him sad again.

But, as soon as he thought this, Draco remembered the notes. Oh, this wasn't good. Harry already likes someone! His eyes were starting to water again-just a piece of dirt, that's all!

He was not going to think about that stupid note ever again! He wasn't going to think about the guy Harry likes. He wasn't even going to think about Harry! He hated being depressed. And he wasn't going to give Harry the satisfaction of seeing him upset just because he couldn't have Harry.

Oh! It made him so mad! He wanted to just kill that guy who was able to attract Harry. How dare someone take Harry away from him; Harry was his! Oh, wait...no he wasn't...kind of forgot about that.

Sigh.

It was going to be a long day.

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Draco was sitting in his room, staring at the wall. It had been a long day, a horrible day. All he could think about was Harry and that guy. Sometimes he was sad, but most of the time he was really angry. And an angry Draco was a dangerous Draco. He had nearly killed have his Magical Creatures class with whatever it was he had been handling, he poisoned someone in Potions (not on purpose, really!) and sent half his team to the infirmary during Quidditch practice. They were all accidents, of course. He just wished Harry hadn't seen all the stupid things he had done.

Growling, Draco stood up and stomped into the bathroom. He was going to get ready for bed and go to sleep so he wouldn't have to think about Harry anymore. He just hoped he wouldn't dream about him...well, kind of hoped at least.

Vigorously brushing his teeth, Draco did not think about Harry's pretty eyes, his messy hair (which was actually rather sexy) or what it would be like to kiss Harry.

Suddenly, the toothbrush clattered into the sink and toothpaste splattered all over the mirror. Draco could still see the image that was staring back at him though.

Blond hair.

Gray eyes.

Harry's height.

Slytherin.

Male.

Oh Merlin! How could he have been so stupid, so blind?! He was such an idiot. The answer to Harry's notes had been right in front of him the entire time. Or rather, it was him!! He was the one Harry was referring to in his notes! He was the guy that Harry likes. How could he not have guessed it?! It was so obvious.

But he didn't care anymore about how blind, stupid and foolish he had been. What did any of that matter now that he knew he had captured the heart of the most wanted boy in all of Hogwarts? And Draco was going to keep that heart all to himself. Once Draco got a hold of Harry, he was never going to let go! Ha! It was going to be great. The whole school will be jealous of him; he will break so many young hearts once he claimed Harry as his own. This was going to be so enjoyable.

It was good to be in love!

Now, he just had to figure out how to get Harry all to himself.

End part 4 -Only one more part to go, and it's halfway written as well :) so it'll be posted in a few days!