Day Walker
Disclaimer: I only own Damien. Harry Potter and his friend belong to J.K Rowling. So does the scenery.
Summary: Harry is gay and has now got a new boy in his class.
~Chapter 1~
~The Prince Of Darkness~
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat together at the Gryffindor table while they watched the sorting of the new students who started Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that semester. Harry had his eyes fixed on a blond Slytherin-boy, Draco Malfoy, his ex- arch nemesis and current secret crush. Then suddenly something, or more correct; someone, else caught Harry's attention. A pale boy with light-blue eyes, black hair and cherry-red lips were standing behind the first-years. He was obviously waiting to be sorted. Harry found out that the black-haired boy could hardly be a first-year himself. He looked at least sixteen.
When all the first-years had been sorted into their respective houses, the pale boy were still standing there. He was actually looking quite shy, in spite of his Prince-Of-Darkness-appearance. Harry's thoughts got cut off when Professor Albus Dumbledore got to his feet and cleared his throat to ask for silence.
"This year," he said, "this year we have, as usual, a lot of new students, but there's one in particular I would like to introduce." I
The professor's eyes fell on the pale boy. "Damien D. Ness. Damien is a trasfer-student from McDonald's School for Wizards in Scotland. He's to be starting his sixth year here with us. Come up here, dear boy."
Damien looked around for a second before he slowly walked up the podium. "Sit down, Damien," said Professor Minerva McGonagall, "You have to put in one of our four houses. There are Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. "
He sat down and placed the battered, old Sorting Hat on his head. The Hat awoke and to think and whisper to Damien. Harry heard the Slytherins chatting quietly at their table. They were certain that the new boy would be put in their house. He could hear Draco talking to his 'fans', Crabbe and Goyle. "I mean, look at him! He looks like he's already way into the Dark Ar." He were interrupted when the Sortinghat suddenly yelled; "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Damn," said Ron, "I were so sure that he would be put in Slytherin."
"So were the Slytherins." Harry smiled shortly. He looked over at Draco just one more time before the feast begun.
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After the meal the first-years, and Damien, were shown to their dormitories by the Prefects in their House. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down in armchairs around a little chair in their common room and started to talk about what they had done over the summer. Hermione and Harry noticed, both at the same time, that Damien were sitting alone in one of the sofas. He was apparently writing something. "I'll go over to him. It's not right that a new Gryffindor should sit all alone on his first day with us," said Hermione firmly and got out of her chair. She walked over to the sofa where Damien were sitting. "Hello.. You're Damien, right?"
He looked up from the book he was writing in. "Yeah I am. What it's to you," he said and looked back into his book.
"I just think it's too bad that you should sit here alone when there's an empty chair over there by my friends and me, but if you're going to be so rude then you can just continue to be alone. I was only trying to be nice!" She turned her back on him and started to walk away.
"No! Wait." Damien shut his book, got up and reached out and touched Hermione's shoulder. She turned around again.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry. I'm just a bit pissed because I had to change schools. I would really like to sit with you, if the offer is still open?"
Hermione smiled at him. "Off course it is. I'm Hermione by the way. And this is Ron and Harry."
"Hi guys. I'm Damien D. Ness, but I guess you know that already with that marvellous introduction I got earlier."
Both Harry and Ron smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. They really didn't think about it at that point. They sat there, talking of just about anything, until about midnight and Hermione almost fell asleep in her armchair.
"I'm going to bed now, boys. And I really do think you should to so you don't fall asleep during breakfast. Good night," Hermione said and went up the staircase to the girls dormitories.
"Is she always like that?" Damien looked at Harry.
"Like what?"
"All motherly. Like right now when she told us to go to bed."
"Oh, that," said Harry with a little laughter. "Yes, I'm afraid so. You'll get used to it. We did. But she's right, you know. We ought to get to bed or we will fall asleep during breakfast."
As he was underlining what Harry had just said, Ron yawned loudly.
The boys walked together up to their dormitories. Damien weren't going to be sleeping in the same room as them, so he said 'good night' to the other boys and went into the room he had been appointed to.
That night Harry couldn't sleep for a pretty long time after Ron had blacked out over in his bed. He were just laying on his back, thinking about Damien and Draco. He had to admit that Damien were good looking in his own pale-as-death way, but then there was Draco, who were so incredibly. Incredibly. Harry couldn't even find words. I have to admit it, he thought to himself, I have a major crush on Draco Malfoy! Gee! I'm supposed to hate him. That's sort of what enemies do, isn't it? They hate eachother. And I really don't know anything about Damien. I just spent an entire night talking to him and I still know basically nothing about the boy. How could I miss it during the conversation. Harry smacked himself in the forehead. Well. It could have been his beautiful eyes. Or his soo kissable lips. Or maybe. Then he slipped away into the land of dreams.
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Author's note: I can not give you an exact date for my next update, but it will come as soon as possible. *Promise*
Disclaimer: I only own Damien. Harry Potter and his friend belong to J.K Rowling. So does the scenery.
Summary: Harry is gay and has now got a new boy in his class.
~Chapter 1~
~The Prince Of Darkness~
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat together at the Gryffindor table while they watched the sorting of the new students who started Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that semester. Harry had his eyes fixed on a blond Slytherin-boy, Draco Malfoy, his ex- arch nemesis and current secret crush. Then suddenly something, or more correct; someone, else caught Harry's attention. A pale boy with light-blue eyes, black hair and cherry-red lips were standing behind the first-years. He was obviously waiting to be sorted. Harry found out that the black-haired boy could hardly be a first-year himself. He looked at least sixteen.
When all the first-years had been sorted into their respective houses, the pale boy were still standing there. He was actually looking quite shy, in spite of his Prince-Of-Darkness-appearance. Harry's thoughts got cut off when Professor Albus Dumbledore got to his feet and cleared his throat to ask for silence.
"This year," he said, "this year we have, as usual, a lot of new students, but there's one in particular I would like to introduce." I
The professor's eyes fell on the pale boy. "Damien D. Ness. Damien is a trasfer-student from McDonald's School for Wizards in Scotland. He's to be starting his sixth year here with us. Come up here, dear boy."
Damien looked around for a second before he slowly walked up the podium. "Sit down, Damien," said Professor Minerva McGonagall, "You have to put in one of our four houses. There are Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. "
He sat down and placed the battered, old Sorting Hat on his head. The Hat awoke and to think and whisper to Damien. Harry heard the Slytherins chatting quietly at their table. They were certain that the new boy would be put in their house. He could hear Draco talking to his 'fans', Crabbe and Goyle. "I mean, look at him! He looks like he's already way into the Dark Ar." He were interrupted when the Sortinghat suddenly yelled; "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Damn," said Ron, "I were so sure that he would be put in Slytherin."
"So were the Slytherins." Harry smiled shortly. He looked over at Draco just one more time before the feast begun.
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After the meal the first-years, and Damien, were shown to their dormitories by the Prefects in their House. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down in armchairs around a little chair in their common room and started to talk about what they had done over the summer. Hermione and Harry noticed, both at the same time, that Damien were sitting alone in one of the sofas. He was apparently writing something. "I'll go over to him. It's not right that a new Gryffindor should sit all alone on his first day with us," said Hermione firmly and got out of her chair. She walked over to the sofa where Damien were sitting. "Hello.. You're Damien, right?"
He looked up from the book he was writing in. "Yeah I am. What it's to you," he said and looked back into his book.
"I just think it's too bad that you should sit here alone when there's an empty chair over there by my friends and me, but if you're going to be so rude then you can just continue to be alone. I was only trying to be nice!" She turned her back on him and started to walk away.
"No! Wait." Damien shut his book, got up and reached out and touched Hermione's shoulder. She turned around again.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry. I'm just a bit pissed because I had to change schools. I would really like to sit with you, if the offer is still open?"
Hermione smiled at him. "Off course it is. I'm Hermione by the way. And this is Ron and Harry."
"Hi guys. I'm Damien D. Ness, but I guess you know that already with that marvellous introduction I got earlier."
Both Harry and Ron smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. They really didn't think about it at that point. They sat there, talking of just about anything, until about midnight and Hermione almost fell asleep in her armchair.
"I'm going to bed now, boys. And I really do think you should to so you don't fall asleep during breakfast. Good night," Hermione said and went up the staircase to the girls dormitories.
"Is she always like that?" Damien looked at Harry.
"Like what?"
"All motherly. Like right now when she told us to go to bed."
"Oh, that," said Harry with a little laughter. "Yes, I'm afraid so. You'll get used to it. We did. But she's right, you know. We ought to get to bed or we will fall asleep during breakfast."
As he was underlining what Harry had just said, Ron yawned loudly.
The boys walked together up to their dormitories. Damien weren't going to be sleeping in the same room as them, so he said 'good night' to the other boys and went into the room he had been appointed to.
That night Harry couldn't sleep for a pretty long time after Ron had blacked out over in his bed. He were just laying on his back, thinking about Damien and Draco. He had to admit that Damien were good looking in his own pale-as-death way, but then there was Draco, who were so incredibly. Incredibly. Harry couldn't even find words. I have to admit it, he thought to himself, I have a major crush on Draco Malfoy! Gee! I'm supposed to hate him. That's sort of what enemies do, isn't it? They hate eachother. And I really don't know anything about Damien. I just spent an entire night talking to him and I still know basically nothing about the boy. How could I miss it during the conversation. Harry smacked himself in the forehead. Well. It could have been his beautiful eyes. Or his soo kissable lips. Or maybe. Then he slipped away into the land of dreams.
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Author's note: I can not give you an exact date for my next update, but it will come as soon as possible. *Promise*