Emotions Run High
Disclaimer: Once again I don't own any of the characters or setting etc. JK Rowling does. I will use the words
of Klee and CrystalStarGuadian now "I only own the twisted plot".
Author's Note: I would just like to thank my first reviewer. You are now my inspiration. I hope you like this
part of the story. Please review after you read this. It makes my day when I get reviews. Notice how I
update this story pretty fast.... you should all be very proud of me.... even if there is only one review right
now *sniffs and holds back tears*. Well now on with story...
Sorry it had to end like this (part two):
"So..." Draco stood there, blushing, not sure how to act.
"Ummm..." Harry didn't know what to say either.
"What was the 'outburst' about?" Draco asked, his cheeks fading back to their normal, pale, self.
"What was the kiss about?" Harry asked in reply.
"Well..." Draco started, "hey! I asked you first" they both laughed at this childish remark, but it stopped
quickly.
"I dunno. I guess I've just been keeping these feelings in too long." Harry said, looking away to blush.
"I suppose it's the same thing with me." Draco said. Then he pulled Harry's face towards him.
"What now?" Harry said looking into Draco's eyes. He was surprised, the usually cold grey eyes, we flashing a
bright blue.
"I have an idea... are you game?" Draco said with an evil glint in his eyes.
"Ummm... I think so... bu" Harry started but was pulled into a very passionate kiss. This dragged him onto
the empty bed near them. *Wow!* Harry thought, *Who would have thought he'd be so good?*
*Hey!* Draco thought, *What have I told you about the whole 'first move' thing* he joked with himself.
Then Harry started to remove Draco's robe. Draco replied with the exact same thing, only he went further.
Harry was now half undressed. He ran his fingers through the soft blonde hair.
Suddenly the door opened. They both jumped of the bed, trying to put their clothes back on before the light
was switched on. Too late. Blaise and Hermione were standing in the doorway.
"Did you guys so..." Hermione never finished her sentence.
"I told you to give them more time!" Blaise told Hermione matter of factly. "Sorry guys. We'll leave you two
alone now." Blaise added, winking. He turned around, flicked off the light and left shortly followed by a
blushing Hermione.
Harry and Draco were too embarrassed after that *ahem* interruption. They just sat on either side of the
room, thinking. Every now and again they threw glances towards each other, but when their eyes met they
turned away quickly.
They knew the only reason they did what they did was because they were too shy to talk about it.
Harry sat there thinking *What would everyone say; I mean the 'model student and prefect was, well, gay.
And what about Dumbledore, will he still take me seriously, there is so much respect, I don't want to ruin
that.*
Draco sat on the other side of the bed thinking totally different thoughts, but at the same time they were the
same. *My father would welcome me with loving arms if he found out that I am gay, but not being gay with
the Harry Potter. How can I be so stupid as to fall for Harry Potter? Is it because he is like the forbidden
fruit? Why couldn't it be someone else?*
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Everyone was sitting around a warm open fire drinking warm chocolate milk, when the topic of future
professions came up. Hermione declared that she was going to run for the position of professor of
Transfiguration because Professor McGonagall was such a big part of her past schooling. Blaise however was
thinking of starting a small wand shop in Hogsmeade, and hopefully work with Ollivander. Harry and Draco
looked at each other. They had discussed this in a long talk and *ahem* other things when they were in that
small room all those weeks ago. They didn't know if they should tell anyone about their plan yet thought.
They looked at each other, nodded slightly and looked away. Harry opened his mouth trying to get his tongue
around the words. Draco, noticing his trouble, cut in. "Well Harry and I have decided that we are going to buy
a shop in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade and sell small helpful inventions, like self reading books, and
enchantment spells that make quills read things people have written and correct any mistakes. Also other
everyday useful spells and things."
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Tired, Harry and Draco walked down to breakfast; they had had a long night in many ways. Talking and so on.
They had been staying in a small room with Sirius that was connected to Blaise and Hermione's room. As
much as they wanted to stay and eat with them, Dumbledore insisted they stay in their normal pattern so
people wouldn't get suspicious. They got to outside the Great Hall and split. Harry has to talk to Dumbledore
about what he and Draco had announced last night.
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Snape still didn't know about anything, Draco felt it was his duty, seeing Snape was his role model, to tell
him. Every time he went to potions he felt he was lying. It was the days before Christmas break and Draco
had decided that he was going to tell Snape today. Lunch came and went, he still hadn't told him. He was
pacing outside Snape's office thinking of how to say it, when, through the office door, came Snape's low
voice, "What do you want Draco? I know you weren't just pacing out there for 15 minutes for no reason, so
don't even try it." finished Snape. Draco slumped in not wanting to say what he knew he had to.
"Well, it's just, I... I need to talk to you about something. It's important." he stuttered.
"Just spit it out!" Snape said irritated.
*This is going to be harder than I thought, especially seeing he's obviously in a bad mood.* Draco thought to
himself. "The other day I was discussing my future profession. I think I worked out what I want to do." Draco
spluttered, his throat was blocking his speech though, this made it hard to speak.
"That's nice," Snape said sarcastically, "but if that's all... I have important things to do."
*Just tell him, it's all you can do!" Draco told himself. "I'm going to start a shop in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade
with..." he paused, nerves were getting the better of him, "Harry Potter." As soon as he saw the look on
Snape's face he ran out of the room. He didn't know where he was going; he was starting to get a stitch
though. Finally he reached the forest, he paused for a second; he decided he would run straight through it.
After about two minutes of running he banged into something hard.
"What the...?" he started.
"Hello Draco, and what would someone, such as yourself, be doing running through the forest?" the deep
voice asked.
"Umm..." Draco had nothing to say in reply to that. He looked up to see the face of which the voice had
come. "Snape?!" Draco blurted out.
"Well observed Draco. So... are you going to answer my question or do I have to guess?" Snape said, without
a trace of a smile.
"I...I was just..." Draco was stumped.
"Just running from me?" Snape said ''Draco I did, and do, know about you and Potter.''
''You do? How?" Draco asked.
"I do, it's very hard to ignore the way you two look at each other." Snape said. Draco wasn't sure how to
react to this. Snape didn't seem too worried about their 'relationship'.
"So you don't mind?" Draco asked.
"No. I've grown to realise that I didn't like Potter's father. That doesn't mean I have to hate Potter." Snape
said, as if it was the most obvious thing. "Infact you helped me realise this. For that I thank you Draco."
"Umm... It's OK." Draco said, confused.
"I believe Potter is pacing outside the Slytherin common room now, he wants you... for something." Snape
said with a superior smirk.
"Oh! Thanks. Well I better go." Draco said.
"Yes you'd better." Snape said. As Draco ran into the distance Snape also whispered, "Farewell Draco. I'm
sorry it had to end like this."
Disclaimer: Once again I don't own any of the characters or setting etc. JK Rowling does. I will use the words
of Klee and CrystalStarGuadian now "I only own the twisted plot".
Author's Note: I would just like to thank my first reviewer. You are now my inspiration. I hope you like this
part of the story. Please review after you read this. It makes my day when I get reviews. Notice how I
update this story pretty fast.... you should all be very proud of me.... even if there is only one review right
now *sniffs and holds back tears*. Well now on with story...
Sorry it had to end like this (part two):
"So..." Draco stood there, blushing, not sure how to act.
"Ummm..." Harry didn't know what to say either.
"What was the 'outburst' about?" Draco asked, his cheeks fading back to their normal, pale, self.
"What was the kiss about?" Harry asked in reply.
"Well..." Draco started, "hey! I asked you first" they both laughed at this childish remark, but it stopped
quickly.
"I dunno. I guess I've just been keeping these feelings in too long." Harry said, looking away to blush.
"I suppose it's the same thing with me." Draco said. Then he pulled Harry's face towards him.
"What now?" Harry said looking into Draco's eyes. He was surprised, the usually cold grey eyes, we flashing a
bright blue.
"I have an idea... are you game?" Draco said with an evil glint in his eyes.
"Ummm... I think so... bu" Harry started but was pulled into a very passionate kiss. This dragged him onto
the empty bed near them. *Wow!* Harry thought, *Who would have thought he'd be so good?*
*Hey!* Draco thought, *What have I told you about the whole 'first move' thing* he joked with himself.
Then Harry started to remove Draco's robe. Draco replied with the exact same thing, only he went further.
Harry was now half undressed. He ran his fingers through the soft blonde hair.
Suddenly the door opened. They both jumped of the bed, trying to put their clothes back on before the light
was switched on. Too late. Blaise and Hermione were standing in the doorway.
"Did you guys so..." Hermione never finished her sentence.
"I told you to give them more time!" Blaise told Hermione matter of factly. "Sorry guys. We'll leave you two
alone now." Blaise added, winking. He turned around, flicked off the light and left shortly followed by a
blushing Hermione.
Harry and Draco were too embarrassed after that *ahem* interruption. They just sat on either side of the
room, thinking. Every now and again they threw glances towards each other, but when their eyes met they
turned away quickly.
They knew the only reason they did what they did was because they were too shy to talk about it.
Harry sat there thinking *What would everyone say; I mean the 'model student and prefect was, well, gay.
And what about Dumbledore, will he still take me seriously, there is so much respect, I don't want to ruin
that.*
Draco sat on the other side of the bed thinking totally different thoughts, but at the same time they were the
same. *My father would welcome me with loving arms if he found out that I am gay, but not being gay with
the Harry Potter. How can I be so stupid as to fall for Harry Potter? Is it because he is like the forbidden
fruit? Why couldn't it be someone else?*
*****************************************************************************
Everyone was sitting around a warm open fire drinking warm chocolate milk, when the topic of future
professions came up. Hermione declared that she was going to run for the position of professor of
Transfiguration because Professor McGonagall was such a big part of her past schooling. Blaise however was
thinking of starting a small wand shop in Hogsmeade, and hopefully work with Ollivander. Harry and Draco
looked at each other. They had discussed this in a long talk and *ahem* other things when they were in that
small room all those weeks ago. They didn't know if they should tell anyone about their plan yet thought.
They looked at each other, nodded slightly and looked away. Harry opened his mouth trying to get his tongue
around the words. Draco, noticing his trouble, cut in. "Well Harry and I have decided that we are going to buy
a shop in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade and sell small helpful inventions, like self reading books, and
enchantment spells that make quills read things people have written and correct any mistakes. Also other
everyday useful spells and things."
*****************************************************************************
Tired, Harry and Draco walked down to breakfast; they had had a long night in many ways. Talking and so on.
They had been staying in a small room with Sirius that was connected to Blaise and Hermione's room. As
much as they wanted to stay and eat with them, Dumbledore insisted they stay in their normal pattern so
people wouldn't get suspicious. They got to outside the Great Hall and split. Harry has to talk to Dumbledore
about what he and Draco had announced last night.
*****************************************************************************
Snape still didn't know about anything, Draco felt it was his duty, seeing Snape was his role model, to tell
him. Every time he went to potions he felt he was lying. It was the days before Christmas break and Draco
had decided that he was going to tell Snape today. Lunch came and went, he still hadn't told him. He was
pacing outside Snape's office thinking of how to say it, when, through the office door, came Snape's low
voice, "What do you want Draco? I know you weren't just pacing out there for 15 minutes for no reason, so
don't even try it." finished Snape. Draco slumped in not wanting to say what he knew he had to.
"Well, it's just, I... I need to talk to you about something. It's important." he stuttered.
"Just spit it out!" Snape said irritated.
*This is going to be harder than I thought, especially seeing he's obviously in a bad mood.* Draco thought to
himself. "The other day I was discussing my future profession. I think I worked out what I want to do." Draco
spluttered, his throat was blocking his speech though, this made it hard to speak.
"That's nice," Snape said sarcastically, "but if that's all... I have important things to do."
*Just tell him, it's all you can do!" Draco told himself. "I'm going to start a shop in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade
with..." he paused, nerves were getting the better of him, "Harry Potter." As soon as he saw the look on
Snape's face he ran out of the room. He didn't know where he was going; he was starting to get a stitch
though. Finally he reached the forest, he paused for a second; he decided he would run straight through it.
After about two minutes of running he banged into something hard.
"What the...?" he started.
"Hello Draco, and what would someone, such as yourself, be doing running through the forest?" the deep
voice asked.
"Umm..." Draco had nothing to say in reply to that. He looked up to see the face of which the voice had
come. "Snape?!" Draco blurted out.
"Well observed Draco. So... are you going to answer my question or do I have to guess?" Snape said, without
a trace of a smile.
"I...I was just..." Draco was stumped.
"Just running from me?" Snape said ''Draco I did, and do, know about you and Potter.''
''You do? How?" Draco asked.
"I do, it's very hard to ignore the way you two look at each other." Snape said. Draco wasn't sure how to
react to this. Snape didn't seem too worried about their 'relationship'.
"So you don't mind?" Draco asked.
"No. I've grown to realise that I didn't like Potter's father. That doesn't mean I have to hate Potter." Snape
said, as if it was the most obvious thing. "Infact you helped me realise this. For that I thank you Draco."
"Umm... It's OK." Draco said, confused.
"I believe Potter is pacing outside the Slytherin common room now, he wants you... for something." Snape
said with a superior smirk.
"Oh! Thanks. Well I better go." Draco said.
"Yes you'd better." Snape said. As Draco ran into the distance Snape also whispered, "Farewell Draco. I'm
sorry it had to end like this."