The Game Begins

Is It Safe To Say I Love You?

Harry's heart was pounding as he made his way through Hogwarts. He tried to remember Kairi's words. He's yours. She sounded so sure. Hermoine and Ron would kill Harry if they found out that Kairi knew something about him that they didn't. But Harry trusted that she wouldn't betray him. Hell. She trusted him with one of her darkest secrets. And they barely met. Soon enough Harry found his way to Snape's classroom. He took a deep breath and thought It's now or never.

Judging by the evil look of death Snape was giving him, Harry was late. And as usual, Draco was on time.

"Fortunately I have somewhere else to be, but when I return I want this room to be spotless. The cleaning supplies are in that corner. No magic. I shall return in an hour and a half. Finish it or come back tomorrow."

Yes.. Alone with Draco.

Yes. Alone with Harry.

As soon as Snape left the room, Harry started cleaning. He was good at this. He always had to clean at the Dursley's. By the time Harry started Draco just picked up the rag, wrinkled his nose, and said, "This is servant stuff"

Draco is so cute when he wrinkles his nose like that.

"No," Harry said, "This is work. But I wouldn't expect someone like you to ever have to mess up your pretty little hands."

Damn that came out a little harsher than I meant it.

"Drop dead Potter"

Damn. He wants me dead. Nice going Potter.

Damn. I told him to drop dead. Smooth Malfoy. Real Smooth..

They continued to work in silence for the rest of the evening. Harry was too afraid to speak. He didn't trust his own voice. He tried to be nice to Draco and it always ended in some sort of hate. Draco felt the same. He didn't want to risk having Harry hate him. He was still hoping Kairi hadn't stolen all of Harry's heart. So maybe there was a tiny bit of hope for him. This and this alone had been Draco's fuel to get him through the rest of the day after he saw Kairi and Harry together.

Time went by quickly. And they were done. Snape was back. Of course he muttered it was a piss poor job but decided it was good enough and let Harry and Draco go. Their bodies ached in places they never knew they had. Draco and Harry left in silence. The halls were empty. It's now or never Potter.

"Draco.."

He called me... But before Draco could finish his thought Harry had him against the wall. He felt Harry's lips against his. And Draco thought he died and went to heaven. Harry's hands were soft has he caressed Draco's face. Draco did not dare to move, he was afraid it could all be a dream. Their tongues brushed together and Harry bit Draco's lip so passionately, Draco knees almost gave way. As fast as it came, it was gone. But before Harry left he whispered into Draco's ear.

"You're mine."

Draco closed his eyes to stop the tears of joy. When he opened them Harry was gone. He said I was his. I belong to Harry Potter. Kairi never seduced him. My plan worked out perfectly. He said I was his.

Draco was on cloud nine. He practically floated to his room, trying to remember every detail about the kiss. The smell-- The taste-- The touch-- The emotions--The words-- The two words that had made it all worthwhile; You're mine. Yes Harry. I am yours. And your mine.

Harry strutted into the common room as if he was a man that just had sex. Well, he didn't of course; it was only a kiss. But sex starts with a kiss. Oh yeah. Harry's the man.

"And what are you looking so smug about?"

"Hello to you too Hermoine. Oh nothing. It's been a good day."

"A good day I see.. hmmm. Tell me, about this 'good day'"

"Things just seemed to go my way. Nothing more, nothing less"

"Harry, what are you hiding?"

"Nothing"

"Harry." Hermoine warned.

"Nothing! I swear it! I would tell you if something was up! Honest!"

"Fine." Hermoine said stubbornly. She always knew when Harry was lying. "Oh and by the way, Ron asked me out." The she left. Just like that.

Why didn't I just tell Hermoine about Draco. I can tell her just about everything. What's wrong with me? Then the feeling of guilt settled into his stomach as he realized what his problem. The two words that scared Harry the most had finally came true.

She would find out eventually, and better she found out by him then the exaggeration the school will make of it. Harry turned around, panic in his throat; and told her.

"I'm gay."

Disaster started there.