Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter. End of discussion.

Warning- This is a slash. Go figure.

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Chapter 7: Lying and Reflecting

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I was looking out my window when I saw Ron and Hermione running down the field to the castle. I run down the steps and to the door. What the hell are they running from?

"HARRY! Open the door! Filtch is after us!" Hermione yells.

I open the door and they sprint in. I slam and lock the door. "What in bloody hell is going on?" I ask.

"We...where...on...our...way here...when...Filtch...saw us..." Ron started.

"He...said...that it...was off...bounds to the...students." Hermione finished.

I look out the window and Filtch was running up to the building. "Duck!" I whisper and we get on the floor. We back against the wall.

A shadow casted on Ron, who was in the middle of Hermione and me. He let out a little whimper and pulled his knees to his chest. Once Filch's shadow was gone, we stood up and dusted off.

"You two are insane! I could have been caught!" I yell.

"Were sorry, Harry. But I for one didn't want to be caught and have dentition." Ron says.

"Yeah! Me either!" Hermione pipes in.

we walk over to the couch and sit down on it. "What do you do all day?" Ron asks.

"Nothing! It's like a little vacation that no one else is on." I tell them.

"Your lucky. Mr. Malfoy is going crazy." Hermione says.

I roll my eyes. "He's always been crazy." I say, crossing my arms.

"Anyway, After Potions yesterday; I went to go ask Snape about the homework and he was choking Malfoy. I got myself out of there before I saw seen. I didn't want to be next." Hermione explains. I tried to hide my pain. My poor Draco! I hope like hell that he's alright. I wouldn't forgive myself if he is.

"And the weird thing is that none of the teachers are doing anything about him being here." Ron says.

"He probily either paid them or threatened them." I say, under my breath.

"And that's not the only weird thing. Malfoy will NOT stop talking about you. Sure it's all bad stuff, but your all he talks about. His friends are on the verge of killing the bastard." Hermione adds. I smirk. "I'd watch out for him, Harry."

I roll my eyes. "He's harmless." I say, resting my back on the couch.

Ron's jaw drops. "You've got to be kidding me! There are rumors that he's a death eater!" He says.

I wanted to explode and tell them everything about Draco and how he's helping me out, but I know that they wouldn't belive me and Draco would kick my ass. "And your point is?" I ask.

"You're losing it too, Harry! This whole thing is going to your head. Malfoy is your enemy. E-N-E-M-Y! He wants to see you hexed in a ditch and laugh his arse off! You have to remember; he would stab you in the back the first time he earns your trust." Hermione says, shocking me. She read the note he owled me the other day! She knows he's looking out for me!

I know all the things they're saying are true, but I can't help but think that maybe Draco is sincere to his words. That he's risking being killed for a good reason. And that reason is me. I shake my head. "I don't feel like talking about Draco anymore." I say, finally.

Ron and Hermione look at me in horror. "W-What did you call him?" Hermione asks, in panic.

Oh shit! I clasp a hand to my mouth and my eyes widen. I called Malfoy, 'Draco!' "I-I meant Malfoy!" I try to tell them. Who am I kidding? They're not stupid.

"What in Merlin's name is going on?!" Ron asks.

"Nothing I swear!" I fought horribly. I've definitely fucked this up.

"YOUR FRIENDS WITH THAT FERRET, ARENT YOU?!" Ron yelled in anger.

I tried my best to get into my 'I-hate-Draco-Malfoy-and-the-rest-of-the-Slythrin' state of mind. "Why would I even look his way?! He's shit! He's fucking nothing to me. He always was and always will be." I growl. I look back at the windows, just for an assurance that Draco didn't hear me. I sighed when I didn't see him.

Ron looked deathly at me. I tried to look as serious as I could. He scoffs and shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Harry. I knew you and him would never in a million years be friends." He says.

I pat his back. "It's ok." I tell him. I think back to what Hermione said earlier. "I think the brat might like me though." I say, thinking out loud.

Hermione laughs and I felt my heart twitch in pain. I know they don't know the whole story about us but it still hurts. "If he did that would be the day hell freezes over." She sits there, looking as if she's thinking. "But it would explain a lot."

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I look out my bedroom window, just waiting for a glimpse of Draco. I haven't seen him all day and I'm starting to miss him. I give myself a disgusted look. I don't have a problem with being gay. I known since this past summer, but still, it's the fact that I like Draco. Maybe Hermione and Ron's comments are getting to me.

I think back to last summer. Boy, that was so strange. Lots of shit came out of the closet, so to speak. I laugh and think back to Sid. I lay my head down on windowsill. I miss him so much. I felt the tears spring to my eyes.

I met Sid one day back in late June, cutting the Dursley's grass. I was being punished for snapping at Dudley and he said I pulled my wand out at him. I'll admit; I did snap at him, but I was too depressed to even hex anyone.

Sid was a walking wet dream. He had dark blue eyes and brown hair. He looked like a model. I'll never forget how he looked the day I met him. He was wearing a pair of slightly tight black jeans and a tight white shirt. I probily looked like a moron the way I looked at him.

He came over to me and asked if Dudley was there. I told him no and expected him to walk away. He didn't. He just stared at me. When I looked up at him, I felt as if he was trying to see me from the inside. He grabbed my hand and yanked me away from the house. He took me on a tour of London. I don't think I've ever had that fun in the muggle world.

I told him about what I was and he wasn't weirded out or anything. He said his 2nd cousin in America was but he never realy thought it was true. I told him everything about me. It was the most confterble I've ever felt around anyone. He was my world. I snuck out all summer to see him.

I feel the tears run down my face. I think back to that awful night of August 15. I shake my head and the tears flowed like rivers now. I took off my glasses. I got caught sneaking out to see Sid. Dudley dragged me downstairs, to the living room, and told Uncle Vernon about it. I told them everything. I had this desire to tell them that I wasn't just a wizard, but a 'faggot' also. A look of triumph came across my face. The look they gave me was classic. It almost made up the fact that Uncle Vernon stabbed me with his pen that he was using for his crossword puzzle.

I suck out one last time that night. I had to. I NEEDED to. I needed the comfort of being in Sid's arms. He told me that he loved me and that he'd be there waiting for me to return to him any day. I throw my hands to my face and allow the tears to freely flow. I run a hand through my hair. I gave my virginity to him that night. It just felt like the right thing to do. I'd never been in that kind of bliss, ever! He told me I was his everything and asked me to run away with him.

I feel like such a fool for telling him 'no.' If I would of run off with him, I would have been free from everything that is going on right now. I wouldn't be at risk of being killed at any moment of the day. I could have been a normal 16 year old.

Another reason it was so hard on me, was that it was my 16 birthday. You try telling the greatest thing you've ever loved goodbye then. Nobody was kidding, you don't forget your 16th birthday.

I saw him when I was on the way to platform 9 ¾. He was outside of the building, waiting for me. I forgot I told him I when I was going back to school. He told me he was moving to America. His parents found out that he was Bi and he was disowned. I wanted to cry right then and there. I can faintly remember the way he smelled. It's odd the way you can remember such little things. Our last kiss was possibly the most passionate kiss I've ever encountered. I almost fainted in his arms. I didn't want to leave. I felt that need to run away with him. But sadly, I walked in and got onto the train. I feel like it was one of the biggest mistakes of my life.

I sigh and wipe my eyes. I look down at the huge scar on my arm. 'Here's a scar on your arm to match the one on your head!' I remember Uncle Vernon yell. I ran my fingers across it. I walk over to my bed and laid down. How I would give anything just to have anyone hold me like Sid did.

"Harry? You ok?" I hear at the door.

I turn around and Draco was standing there. "Hey what's up?" I ask, trying to rid myself of thoughts of Sid.

"Nothing. You? Well that's a stupid question. You're locked in a building by yourself, course nothing's up." Draco says, answering himself.

I laugh and sit up. Draco walks over and sits next to me. "I can tell there's something wrong though" He says, his eyes full of care.

I shake my head. "No, I was just thinking about someone I met this summer." I say. Sid was NOT just someone you met over the summer, Harry!

"Who is it?" Draco asks.

I look at Draco, wondering if I could trust him. "If I tell you this, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone. I mean Hermione and Ron don't even know." I say.

"I wont. Who is it? A secret lover?" He asks, half joking.

"He was not just a lover. He was the love of my life." I say, looking down at my sheets.

Draco's eyes widen. "HE?!"

I wouldn't look him in the eyes. "Yeah. A 'he.' I'm a 'dirty queer' as my uncle would so 'kindly' state it." I say. Why the hell did I even tell him? I'm such an idiot!

"No you're not! I just always thought where straight. And if you're a dirty queer then that..." He starts and sighs. "...Then that makes me one too." He finishes, his voice very quiet.

I look up in shock. I always thought he was like... A ladies man! This is quiet a shock. "How long have you known?" I ask.

He bit his lip and blushed. "Since the day you waltz into Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. I laid eyes on you and I instantly thought, 'I've got to make friends with this chap.' As the years went on, I became more infacinated with you. I knew I'd never make friends with a person like you. Even if I tried. So I tried to upstage you. But you where the Gryiffendor golden boy. But being with you was always in the back of my mind. There's a list of people I'd love to be with and that's; Blaize, Pansy, and you." He rambles. He looks down in his lap. "Why didn't you tell me to shut my trap?"

I shrug and smile. "I don't know." I say, goofily. DRACO LIKES ME BACK! He looks up at me and our eyes lock. I lean in and close my eyes. Draco's lips softly brushed against mine. It feels like I'm kissing Sid again. I press harder and Draco slipped his tongue into my mouth. I put my arms around him and pull him closer. This is NOT like Sid, this is like Draco. It tops any kiss that anyone gave me.

I pull away and looked into Draco's eyes. They where full of love and passion. For me. That look tells me everything I need to know. He loves me.

He licked his lips and we had an ockward silence. "Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"I have to admit that was the best kiss anyone has ever gave me." I tell him.

"I must agree with you." He says.

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Author's Note: THEY FINALY KISSED! (squeals) I'm so happy! It only took them...what...7 chapters? LOL. I told you this was gonna be a long ass story. AND there's gonna be a sequel. It's gonna be a Amish to the greatest movie of all time, "Natural Born Killers." Of course its gotta be called, "Natural Born Death Eaters." (laughs) I'm such a dork!

Does anyone know when Harry's Birthday is? I looked in all the books, but I didn't see a date. All they said was that it was in the summer before school. So I figured it was in August. I was just so kind and I let him share the same birthday as mine for the time being. LOL. If any one knows what is, give me a heads up! Thanks.

Whelp I've gotta B-day party to attend. Later!