"Potter?!"
Ron and Harry sat in shock.
"You're Gay?"
Ron's ears started going red.
"Get out Malfoy! Get out right now!" he screamed.
Draco said nothing, just walked out. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. He slumped against the wall opposite the doors, and began, yet again, to be alone with his thoughts. He saw he only had one choice.
END OF SECTION
The door opened eventually and out came a red looking Ron, and a shaken looking Harry.
"Your gay?" Said Draco again, repeating himself in shock.
"Bi" muttered Harry, looking at the floor.
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron said angrily looking around.
"so who is to stop me from telling?" Malfoy shouted as they started to walk away. "I mean everyone guessed about you Weasley, but the famous Harry Perfect? That'll give them all something to talk about! You could get expelled for being here!!"
"You wouldn't." Harry muttered "Because then you'd have to admit to being at a party yourself. How is that going to look to Umbridge?"
"My father would get me out of it." Draco shrugged. Then he turned and walked away. "See you tomorrow." he called over his shoulder, leaving a confused Harry and Ron behind.
There was one thing Draco still didn't understand- why had he just done that to Harry?
END OF SECTION
Ok, if you don't like bloody details, DO NOT READ.
I'm gonna say its 15/16 from now on.
Draco lay awake in his bed, covered from view by the curtains of his four poster bed. He was all alone. No-one to help him. No-one to stop him.
With one hand shaking, he bent into his drawer, and took out a razor blade. He held it to his arms, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't stop now. He couldn't live like this, but he didn't want to die. He didn't no what he wanted. Except for one person.
The blade struck his arm and blood streamed everywhere.
He thought of his father back home.
How was he to tell him he was gay?
How was he going to tell him he was in love with Harry Potter?
Ron and Harry sat in shock.
"You're Gay?"
Ron's ears started going red.
"Get out Malfoy! Get out right now!" he screamed.
Draco said nothing, just walked out. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. He slumped against the wall opposite the doors, and began, yet again, to be alone with his thoughts. He saw he only had one choice.
END OF SECTION
The door opened eventually and out came a red looking Ron, and a shaken looking Harry.
"Your gay?" Said Draco again, repeating himself in shock.
"Bi" muttered Harry, looking at the floor.
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron said angrily looking around.
"so who is to stop me from telling?" Malfoy shouted as they started to walk away. "I mean everyone guessed about you Weasley, but the famous Harry Perfect? That'll give them all something to talk about! You could get expelled for being here!!"
"You wouldn't." Harry muttered "Because then you'd have to admit to being at a party yourself. How is that going to look to Umbridge?"
"My father would get me out of it." Draco shrugged. Then he turned and walked away. "See you tomorrow." he called over his shoulder, leaving a confused Harry and Ron behind.
There was one thing Draco still didn't understand- why had he just done that to Harry?
END OF SECTION
Ok, if you don't like bloody details, DO NOT READ.
I'm gonna say its 15/16 from now on.
Draco lay awake in his bed, covered from view by the curtains of his four poster bed. He was all alone. No-one to help him. No-one to stop him.
With one hand shaking, he bent into his drawer, and took out a razor blade. He held it to his arms, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't stop now. He couldn't live like this, but he didn't want to die. He didn't no what he wanted. Except for one person.
The blade struck his arm and blood streamed everywhere.
He thought of his father back home.
How was he to tell him he was gay?
How was he going to tell him he was in love with Harry Potter?