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'...' = thoughts

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Whispers In the Rain
Chapter 2: Let Us Dream
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"Harry?" A voice whispered. Harry squinted through the pouring rain. He could see a figure ahead of him. "Harry, come to me."

Harry stepped forward, uncertain. In a flash of lightning, he could make out blonde hair and a pair of grey eyes. Harry paused before stepping even closer. The figure moved, and was soon less than a foot from him. He could now make out features on the figure's face. Harry gulped. "Malfoy?"

Draco's mouth curved into a small smile. He leaned closer to Harry, looking into the boy's green eyes. Harry opened his mouth to speak, but whatever words that meant to come out was cut short by a pair of lips meeting his. Harry's eyes widened, then slowly he sinked into the kiss. After a few blissful moments, Draco slowly pulled back. Harry felt his face flush as he stared back into Draco's eyes. Softly, Harry whispered. "I love you."

"AAAAAHHH!!" Ron jumped out of his sleep at the sound of the scream. Trying to scramble out of bed, he lost his footing and fell to the floor with a thump. Breathing heavily, he pulled himself up. He looked over at the bed next to his and saw Harry sitting straight up, eyes wide, and mouth agape.

"Bloody hell, what was that?" Ron exclaimed. He looked over at the other beds, shocked to find that their only response to the scream was to roll over.

"Oh my- Oh my-" Harry stuttered. He slowly looked over at Ron. The memory of his dream lingered in his mind and he found hmiself blushing madly.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked, making his way back to his bed.

"N-N-Nothing." Harry replied, laying back down. "Just... a bad dream is all."

"Okay." Ron mumbled, already in bed and falling back to sleep. Harry stared at the ceiling, unable to go back to sleep.

'I just had a dream involving Malfoy! This is insane!' Harry thought to himself. 'It's not the first dream I've had that involved another boy... but never in my right mind would it involve Malfoy! This is just absurd. Calm down, Harry. It was just a dream. All of them are just dreams. It doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean that your... you know.'

Harry fought the rest of the night to get back asleep, to no avail. The next morning, Harry refused to look over at the Slytherin table. Little did he know, Draco was doing the same.

"Are you okay?" Crabbe asked through a mouthful of biscut. Draco just shook his head and stared down at his breakfast. He, like Harry, had a dream that night. Draco felt himself blush as the memory of his dream returned to his mind.

He stood in one of the halls of Hogwarts, looking out a window at the rain falling. He heard footsteps behind him and turn to see Harry standing next to him. Draco slid his arm around Harry's waist and smiled at him. Before either could say a word, their mouths were pressed against each others. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck, pulling him close. After what seemed like eternity, Harry pulled back and smiled. Draco then cleared his throat to speak. "I love you, Harry."

"What did you say?" Goyle asked on the other side of him, interupting his thoughts.

"What?" Draco asked, his face turning even redder than before. He didn't realize he had repeated the words from his dream. "No-Nothing, Goyle. I didn't say anything."

Goyle gave him an odd look, then returned to his food. Draco waited a moment, then slowly looked up. Across from him at the other table, Harry sat staring at his food. Draco's eyes wandered away from him and to the other people around him. He spotted the Gryffindor Quidditch Captian, Oliver Wood, a few seats away. 'Hmm, he's pretty cute.' Draco thought to himself. 'Woah, I did not just think that.' He looked at the captain again. 'It's true though.'

Draco's face again flushed red as Wood spotting him staring. He gave Draco an odd look, then went back to the table's conversation. Draco breathed a sigh of relief as no one saw him blushing. 'I have got to stop thinking this way. It's not right. Just because there are a lot of really cute guys here doesn't mean I got to stare at them. I'm not gay. I'm not! The dream about Potter meant nothing!' Draco nodded to his thoughts and returned to his breakfast, finally starting to eat.

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Author's Notes:
Alright, as you probably have seen, we are watching both Draco and Harry go through the trails of realizing your gay. It's not fun people, trust me. I know at the moment it looks like their reactions are exactly the same, but every gay person I've talked to has started out this way. Dont' worry, in the next chapter you will start to see how different two people would react in this type of scenario.
As for when your gonna start seeing some Draco/Harry action? lol. Well, sorry people, that's not happening for a while. We gotta be realistic in this. That's my goal. To make this something someone can relate to. So for a while it will most likely be in dreams.
If your in desperate need of watching boy/boy action, check out my story Breaking Boundaries.
Thanks everyone for reading! Please Review!!