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Whispers In the Rain
Chapter 3:
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*December 1,
This is ridiculous! I'm not gay. I repeat, I AM NOT GAY. Even if I keep checking out other guys. THAT DOES NOT MAKE ME GAY! Damnit. I can't believe I'm even debating this. There is nothing to debate! NOTHING! Fuck... But Harry sure looked good tonight at dinner... Shit! I didnt' say that. Nope. Didn't say it. Ignore it. ...Fuck!!*

Draco angrily shoved his journal back into it's hiding spot. He sat on his bed, his arms crossed. Anger radiated from his aura as he glared at a spot on the end of his bed. He had been fighting his attractions with anger, especially the last few days. He caught himself catching glimses of his peers' backsides or lips. Resulting in him insulting them.

The sound of the door broke Draco from his thoughts. He watched as one of his roomates walked in. Not saying a word, he quickly stood and headed to the Slytherin common room.

"Hey, you okay?" A voice asked. Harry jerked his head up and out of his thoughts. Ron gave him a concerned look as Harry continued to pick at his food. "Harry? You've been very quite the past few days."

"I just haven't been feeling good, is all." Harry replied softly. He seem to place all his attention to rolling a pea around on his plate. He refused to look up, afraid of what he might see. Dreams haunted him. Thoughts attacked him. He couldn't seem to break free of what his mind was trying to tell him.

The Great Hall, oddly, wasn't as packed as it usually was. Lunch seemed almost peacefull as few peple showed up to eat. Harry fell back into his thoughts, barely noticing a pair of grey eyes staring at him.

"What are you staring at?" Draco looked over at the girl who questioned him. His face quickly contorted to a glare.

"Nothing you need to know Parkinson." Draco growled. Without another word, he went back to staring over at the Gryffindor table. His eyes grazed the table, staring momentarily at a couple of boys that spotted his interest and resting once again on Harry. 'Why do I keep staring at him?' Draco thought to himself. 'This makes no sense... It's Potter for crying out loud. You hate him remember?' Draco sighed and looked down at his untouched food. He suddenly wasn't hungry anymore.

~~Fast Forward: Christmas Break~~

"Are you sure your gonna stay?" Harry asked. Ron smiled and nodded as he placed his name on the list of students staying for Christmas. Hermione on the other hand was going home for Christmas. After seeing her off, the two boys went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

The large room was quite empty on that morning. People were saying their quick fare wells and scurrying off to catch the Hogwarts train on time. Ron and Harry sat down at an excluded area. Ron immediately started stuffing his face with pancakes and scrambled eggs. It took him a few minutes to realize that Harry wasn't eating. He looked at the green-eyed boy with worry.

Harry had a thoughtful look on his face as his mind was covered in thoughts. Harry had slowly began to adjust to the fact that he was attracted to the same sex. He wasn't extremely pleased with the idea, but he was accepting it none the less. The past month had been nothing but self-debates. He argued with himself on the thought of being gay, refusing to accept that he did not feel attracted to girls. Looking back he realized that he never really felt anything for the opposite sex. He had a couple of moments, sure, but nothing that truly felt... right. On the other hand, this new idea of boys felt so comfortable, that Harry felt himself accepting it in no time. He was slightly shocked at the quick acceptance throughout his mind, but he new that it was correct. He was gay.

"Harry, are you listening?" Ron repeated. Harry jerked out of his thoughts and looked over at Ron. He gave a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, Ron." He said. Ron looked at him carefully before nodding.

"There is something your not telling me, isn't there?" Ron took a gulp of pumkin juice before adding, "I can tell. You always have that look on your face when your hiding something."

"Uh... I'm sorry Ron, but... i'm not hiding anything." Harry lied. He didn't feel like he could tell Ron at that moment. He had just come to grips on it himself, no way he was going to tell the whole school yet. Ron looked at him suspiciously before returning to his meal.

During most of the day, Ron and Harry layed around the Gryffindor common room. Playing a bit of Wizard's Chess and such. As dinner was comming in close, they decided to take a walk around the castle. They headed in the general direction of the Great Hall, watching the moving pictures on the wall. They stopped at the end of a hall, as an angry voice was heard around the corner.

"Leave me alone, Crabbe!" The voice growled. It was Draco Malfoy. There was a muttered response and then a shout of anger. "I'm fine, just let me be!"

"Wonder what his problem is." Ron whispered to Harry. They were about to move on when a pale blonde boy stormed around the corner, running right into Harry. The two fell back and landing on the ground, Draco directly above Harry. Draco looked down at the boy under him in shock. Harry gulped as their eyes locked. He felt himself freeze over as his green eyes met Draco's grey orbs. Neither one of them blinked.

"Uh, guys?" Ron asked. He stood there patiently, waiting for them to get up. From the looks of it, that wasn't happening anytime soon. Ron stepped closer, eyes wide as he saw the looks on both boys faces. Whether you want to call it lust or whatever, there was something there in each of their eyes. Ron stared a second more then cleared his throat loudly. Harry blinked, breaking the spell the two were on.

"D-Draco? I mean, Malfoy! Would you mind... getting up?" Harry whispered. Draco let out a small gasp and shot to his feet. He took a minute to adjust his robes, not daring to look up at Harry. He took a deep breath, then placed a look of disgust on his face.

"What's the matter Potter, forgot how to walk?" He asked, sneering. Harry just watched as the pale boy shoved past Ron. Ron shook his head and looked over at Harry.

"As I said before, wonder what his problem is." Ron said. Harry shrugged and they continued their way to the Great Hall, Ron occasionally glancing over at Harry as though he excepted him to say something.

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Okie dokie, that's this chapter. I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. I'll try to have the next chatper up as soon as possible. ^^