Things continued like that for the two boys. The only people who visited Harry and Draco in their dorms were Blaise, Hermione, and Ginny. Hermione and Ron had gotten back together, but things were still different between them. Harry only saw Ron when he visited the Gryffindor common room, and the same thing went with Draco and his other friends.

Harry dressed on the morning of November 20th. He walked out of his room and crossed the common room to visit Draco's room. Draco was still dressing when Harry walked in. They were used to it now, even though their relationship hadn't gone much past making out.

"Why aren't you packed?" Harry asked looking around Draco's room.

"For what?"

"Aren't you going home for Thanksgiving?"

"Harry, haven't I told you?"

Harry just looked at him.

"Malfoy's don't celebrate Thanksgiving. We...they... are above thanking anyone for anything."

"Oh really? Even me?"

"Well... I'm different than that, and you know it."

(Please just pretend all Magic folk celebrate Thanksgiving! Even though it's really just an American thing!)

Harry kissed Draco and helped him with his tie. Everyday he was falling more and more in love with the boy; no, the man. Sometimes he just wanted to pull him onto a nearby bed or couch and make love to him all night, but he knew he couldn't.

He knew he couldn't go further in the relationship, not until Ron accepted the way things were. Ron was still his best friend, and Harry couldn't and wouldn't make anything final until he had Ron's approval. Hermione was still trying to convince her boyfriend that Draco was an okay guy, but she told Harry not to keep his hopes up on any breakthroughs.

That morning at breakfast he said goodbye to Hermione, Ron, and Ginny who were going home with their families. Harry had, of course, been invited to stay with the Weasleys. He just couldn't face Mr. and Mrs. Weasley knowing that some day they would find out the way he felt for Draco. He had even been avoiding Hagrid, he just couldn't come out with it all yet.

Hagrid of course was very upset that Harry never visited him anymore. He had once told Hermione that he thought Draco was corrupting Harry. Hermione just told Hagrid that Harry was fine and he was going through difficult times, and that he'd see him soon. Harry wished he could face them all.

On the bright side, he and Draco would have a nice week alone. Harry walked back to his common room with Draco after breakfast and they immediately started kissing. Harry pulled away almost at once. He heard someone yelling. It was a bunch of odd words like someone was trying to figure out their password.

Draco walked over to the portrait and opened it. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" Harry heard him say. He walked over behind his boyfriend and looked down at a boy that looked a whole lot like Harry had when he was a few years younger. Wait a minute... "Colin!?" Harry gasped.

"Hi Harry! Like my new look?"

"How's it new? You've just stolen Harry's look." Draco said disgusted.

"Colin, come in. What do you need? No more pictures, please!" Harry pleaded.

"No, no. Actually I'm hear to ask you something."

"He's already taken!" Draco snapped.

"Er, no not that. Actually I'm hear on the behalf of the student government."

"We have a student government?" Harry and Draco said together.

"Well, yes. I've started one this year. I'm the president. Look, I'm scheduling a dance. I was too young to go to the Yule Ball back when the Triwizarding Tournament was here, and I thought it would be fun to have one. I want to ask you what theme you think would be cool!"

"Why my opinion?" Harry asked.

"Because! You're only the greatest, most powerful wizard ever!"

"No, sorry. That's Dumbledore. I've got a long way to go." Harry blushed.

"Well, anyway. We were thinking maybe a Muggle theme. Then everyone would dress in Muggle clothes and we'd listen to Muggle music and such."

"Oh please no!" Draco screamed.

"Um, then there was the thought of a Christmas based ball. With Christmas music and decorations."

"That's nice, but a little worn out." Harry said, he hated Christmas music.

"Well, we're out of ideas then."

"Why not just a Crystal Ball. My mom said her school had one before. It'll be fancy like the Yule Ball but, more wintery." Draco spoke up.

"What do you think Harry?" Colin said excitedly.

"It's prefect." Harry said, then added "Hey Colin. Can you do me a favor?"

"ANYTHING!"

"Please go back to your normal self. It's kind of creepy, plus people really dig blondes!" Harry winked at Draco.

"Sure Harry! Well, see you there!" he hurried off through the portrait.

Draco couldn't believe how strange Colin Creevy was. He knew that he followed Harry around and took pictures of him like some kind of crazy stalker, but to go as far to color her hair and eyes and put on a fake scar to look like Harry. That's just way too far. "Damn Mudblood." Draco found him self thinking. He couldn't understand why he was suddenly feeling like a Malfoy again. "Guess I was just mad that he likes Harry so much... that has to be it." he reassured himself.

He walked over to the couch and sat down. "Now, where were we?" he smiled at Harry, who came and sat on Draco's lap. They continued their make out session for most of the day. They spent that week talking and making out, getting more and more close to each other.

When Thanksgiving came they went to dinner and found there was only two tables set up. The only kids staying behind were those with Muggle parents, because Muggles don't celebrate it in England. Draco was happy about this, he'd finally be able to eat a meal with Harry. They sat together at the most filled table, fore there would be no room for Colin to come and bother them.

They ate and enjoyed each others company until Hagrid came over. "Well Hello there Harry!"

"Hi Hagrid! Happy Thanksgiving!"

"I've missed yah Harry. Why haven't yah been ter see me?"

"Well, you know... just adjusting to my knew surroundings and all. And you know how hard it was already for me to come and see you. And now that I don't have care of magical creatures anymore, well you know."

"I see. Well, it looks like you and Draco are getting along time now."

"We've um.. gotten past our differences."

"That's good ter know. I'll just be on my way then. Got lots to do. Don't want to be a bother..."

Hagrid walked away and Draco stared at Harry. He didn't tell Hagrid about them? But those two seemed so close. Was Harry ashamed of him? "Harry, are you okay?" he looked so pale.

"Y-yeah. It's just. I think I've hurt his feelings. Draco, it's not that I don't want him to know. It's just, how do you tell someone like that. How do you tell one of your professors that you're gay?"

Draco started laughing. "What?!" Harry seemed angry.

"N-nothing." he stifled his laugh. "It's just so funny when you put it like that."

"Glad you find this so funny!"

"I'm sorry, it's just... what's the big deal? Hagrid was your friend before he was your teacher. He was the first magical person you really got to know. You're shoving him out of your life. And for what? Me! He hates me Harry! The things me and my father have done to him."

"I guess you're right. I've got to tell him." He started to get up.

"I'll come with you. We can prove to him that I'm not a bad person."

As they walked to Hagrid's hut Draco started having second thoughts. He had been raised all of his life to hate half breeds. Hagrid was half Giant. He was supposed to do everything in his power to hurt them in anyway possible. How could he just ignore all of that brainwashing?

He remembered his thought about Colin. How could he? He'd been getting along so well with Hermione, or had he? He looked back on a few thoughts and comments about her. Maybe he did need to try a little harder, or at least explain to her why it's so hard for him. Before he could convince anyone that he was a good person, he needed to convince himself. And convincing himself would probably be the hardest part, but it needed to be done.

Harry's stomach tossed and turned a million times on the walk to Hagrid's place. He hoped he wouldn't throw up when he finally told him. He kept running through his mind for ways to say it.

"Hagrid, I'm gay." No that was too flat out.

"Hagrid, Draco and I have been getting a lot closer, and I'm falling in love with him." No, too personal.

"Hagrid, Draco's not really that bad of a guy, and I fancy him."

Oh no, they were there. Harry froze. He watched as Draco rolled his eyes and walked up to the door. He knocked and stepped aside. Hagrid opened the door looking as if he'd been crying. He looked down at Harry and smiled. Then he saw Draco and his smile faded.

"C-can we come in?" Harry found his voice.

"I suppose so." Hagrid said stiffly.

They walked in and sat together in one of Hagrid's huge chairs. They sipped some tea and pretended to eat some hard cookies that they threw to Fang when Hagrid wasn't looking. "I'm sorry Hagrid." Harry finally broke the silence. "I know I've hurt you."

"Me, hurt, never. I've just been cuttin' up some of them onions I've been growin' out back."

Harry and Draco exchanged a "yea, right" look.

"Yeah, um... anyway." Harry began. "I know it's hard to understand why I would ever befriend Draco."

"He's a Malfoy for Gods sake!"

"Yes, I know. Why do you think I ever ended up having to stay with him in the first place? We hated each other. I punched him Hagrid! We've gotten in many fights! You know I hated him with every once of me."

"Hey, Harry. Back off a little will you!" Draco blushed.

"Sorry, but I'm trying to prove a point here."

"Forgiven." Draco smiled at his boyfriend.

"Anyway, Hagrid, you know we always have to trust Dumbledore. If he thought making us live together would be a good idea, then he's right. And it worked! Draco and I don't fight anymore. We've become friends... and... well a little more than that."

"Harry, what in the world are yah playing at?" Hagrid snapped angrily.

"I'm not playing at anything Hagrid. Draco's an amazing person. I've spent a ton of time with him. I know it's true. Hagrid... I... I love him." He swallowed.

"Merlin's Beard!" Hagrid stood up so fast that he knocked over the pot of tea.

"Hagrid..."

"Sorry, Harry, I'm just a little surprised is all. I mean, whatever makes yah happy. I'm not going to try ter talk you out of it. This is the only reason you've not been ter see me?"

"Yeah, I guess. I was really nervous about how you'd react."

"Harry," he said as he picked up his little friend and squeezed him tight. "I've known yah since you were just a little lad. I've always had a soft spot for yah in me heart."

"Hagrid, I don't think there's a part of your heart that isn't soft!" Harry joked when he was finally placed back in the chair. "S-so you don't mind?"

"Mind?! Harry I'm happy for yah!" Hagrid smiled at the two boys. "As long as you're sure it'd what yah want, and you're sure this bloke's okay."

"He's absolutely amazing!" Harry blushed. "So... how's things with Madam Maxime?" Harry asked.

Draco and Harry stayed with Hagrid until it was getting late. Everything was fixed with him, he believed that Draco was changing, and he even promised to help convince Ron. Things were going go be alright.