Author's Note: Well, since I felT guilty about not updating, I decided to
upload three chapters at once! Even though it would be really awesome if
you reviewed all of them....for me....please.... :D. Plus, I'm adding
another part to my interview, so check that out for a laugh. JK. Rowling
owns Harry Potter and makes money off him, like some male prostitution
business. ooh, delicious....
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Through out the day Ron repeatedly tried to convince Harry that Hermione would be ok with Harry being gay. Harry listened but remained undecided on telling her. He knew she'd want to know and support him, but something kept him from wanting to tell. Harry hadn't really wanted to tell anyone.... ever. He hadn't planned on telling Ron. It wasn't that he was afraid his friends would judge him. It was just that Harry was prepared to go through life not acting out on his homosexuality. Just living with it quietly if not ignoring it. Then he started having the dreams. The dreams about Draco changed his plans, making him come out to Ron.
Harry hated how he showed people who depended on him another weakness. People already had placed trust in Harry without asking. It seemed natural right? Put faith in the boy who lived as our savior? The one who would beat the big bad Voldermort. Harry didn't feel the need to give the public another thing to worry about. He didn't really want to read any headlines like "Can Gay Crazy Teen Save Us?!". Harry shivered at the thought.
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Draco wasn't in Harry's dreams that night because Draco wasn't sleeping. He was ,in fact, sitting curled up on his bed, trying not to cry. Trying not to be weak. But Harry's dreams quickly turned to nightmares with no escape provided by Draco.
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Draco sat up in bed, his knees pulled up against his chest. The other's slept around him, making Draco feel surrounded even in sleep. They hadn't sad a word to him sense he came back, ignoring him. Draco bite his cheek as a tear ran down his face. He hadn't expected this, this nothing. It was worse than he thought possible....
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Harry opened his eyes to darkness, cold sweat all over him. Harry groaned, kicking off his sheets. Breathing heavily, Harry covered his eyes with his arm in frustration. Why am I having these nightmares? Why won't they stop?
Harry jumped out of bed, stomping his way blindly to the bathroom. Harry flipped on the lights as walked over to his reflection.
"Arr!", Harry shouted at his reflection. Harry blindly struck at the mirror and wall. Suddenly some one was grabbing his fist from behind, pulling his hands against Harry's chest. Harry let out a sob as he heard Ron's voice.
"Stop it Harry, stop!", Ron whispered, pulling Harry to the ground with him. Harry turned his head into Ron's chest, sobbing silently. Ron wrapped his arms around his friend, pulling him into an embrace. Ron waited quietly as Harry's sob's soothed out and his body relaxed against him.
"Please Harry, please tell me..."
"Ron, I'm not strong."
"You don't have to be."
"I don't know what to do."
"You don't have to."
"I can't save everyone by myself."
"You're not by your self. You have me, and everyone else. We won't leave you Harry.", Ron reassured his friend, petting down Harry's hair slowly.
"I like Draco..."
"I know."
"You do?"
"Yeah, but I have to ask a question... Why Draco?"
"Heh, I dunno, I thought you'd have an answer for that on as well."
"God Harry, I'm not a genius."
"But isn't this "As the World Turns"?
"What's that?"
"Never mind...."
(there we go, another chapter and yet more plot? hmm, maybe? I hope so, I'm trying here. leave a review if you like, well, I would like you to, and I'll make you glad you did...)
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Through out the day Ron repeatedly tried to convince Harry that Hermione would be ok with Harry being gay. Harry listened but remained undecided on telling her. He knew she'd want to know and support him, but something kept him from wanting to tell. Harry hadn't really wanted to tell anyone.... ever. He hadn't planned on telling Ron. It wasn't that he was afraid his friends would judge him. It was just that Harry was prepared to go through life not acting out on his homosexuality. Just living with it quietly if not ignoring it. Then he started having the dreams. The dreams about Draco changed his plans, making him come out to Ron.
Harry hated how he showed people who depended on him another weakness. People already had placed trust in Harry without asking. It seemed natural right? Put faith in the boy who lived as our savior? The one who would beat the big bad Voldermort. Harry didn't feel the need to give the public another thing to worry about. He didn't really want to read any headlines like "Can Gay Crazy Teen Save Us?!". Harry shivered at the thought.
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Draco wasn't in Harry's dreams that night because Draco wasn't sleeping. He was ,in fact, sitting curled up on his bed, trying not to cry. Trying not to be weak. But Harry's dreams quickly turned to nightmares with no escape provided by Draco.
~!_~!_~!_~!_~!_~!_~_!
Draco sat up in bed, his knees pulled up against his chest. The other's slept around him, making Draco feel surrounded even in sleep. They hadn't sad a word to him sense he came back, ignoring him. Draco bite his cheek as a tear ran down his face. He hadn't expected this, this nothing. It was worse than he thought possible....
~!_~!_~!_~!_~!_
Harry opened his eyes to darkness, cold sweat all over him. Harry groaned, kicking off his sheets. Breathing heavily, Harry covered his eyes with his arm in frustration. Why am I having these nightmares? Why won't they stop?
Harry jumped out of bed, stomping his way blindly to the bathroom. Harry flipped on the lights as walked over to his reflection.
"Arr!", Harry shouted at his reflection. Harry blindly struck at the mirror and wall. Suddenly some one was grabbing his fist from behind, pulling his hands against Harry's chest. Harry let out a sob as he heard Ron's voice.
"Stop it Harry, stop!", Ron whispered, pulling Harry to the ground with him. Harry turned his head into Ron's chest, sobbing silently. Ron wrapped his arms around his friend, pulling him into an embrace. Ron waited quietly as Harry's sob's soothed out and his body relaxed against him.
"Please Harry, please tell me..."
"Ron, I'm not strong."
"You don't have to be."
"I don't know what to do."
"You don't have to."
"I can't save everyone by myself."
"You're not by your self. You have me, and everyone else. We won't leave you Harry.", Ron reassured his friend, petting down Harry's hair slowly.
"I like Draco..."
"I know."
"You do?"
"Yeah, but I have to ask a question... Why Draco?"
"Heh, I dunno, I thought you'd have an answer for that on as well."
"God Harry, I'm not a genius."
"But isn't this "As the World Turns"?
"What's that?"
"Never mind...."
(there we go, another chapter and yet more plot? hmm, maybe? I hope so, I'm trying here. leave a review if you like, well, I would like you to, and I'll make you glad you did...)