Harry gave Draco one last kiss, then turned around to face his friends. Friends. Right. And now he had to deal with his own friends. This wasn't really how he had planned on coming out to the school – not that he minded; it just meant that things were moving a little faster than he'd planned on, which wasn't really a bad thing.
But he did have to maintain his hard-won position as unofficial leader of the Slytherins, which meant that he couldn't pull Harry into another kiss, much though he wanted to.
His face fell almost instinctively into a mask of cool, calm superiority and he automatically shift his posture so that he stood tall and proud and utterly in control. He walked smoothly into the Great Hall and took his seat, leaving his friends to straggle in behind him. All around him he heard the other students whispering amongst themselves and he could feel their eyes on him. Down the table, Pansy was talking with her friends, confirming that yes, Draco was gay and with Harry and no, that wasn't a bad thing.
Crabbe and Goyle sat down next to him uneasily and he gave them a cold, questioning stare. If they were going to challenge him, this was their chance. But after a few seconds they looked away and seemed to force themselves to relax.
Across the table, Blaise and Marcus were muttering something about filthy, stuck-up faggots and turncoats. Draco caught Marcus's eyes, challenging him to say something and the older boy fell silent. Bliase on the other hand met his gaze angrily.
"So, is this how you show your Slytherin pride?" he asked, voice dripping with scorn. "By screwing that filthy little mudblood Gryffindor? The Boy-Who-Fucking-Lived? What next? Are you one of Dumbledore's minions now?"
Draco gave him an icy smile. "What, jealous of my boyfriend?"
Blaise snorted. "Hardly. I wouldn't screw you if you were the last pureblood on earth. Faggot."
"You're one to talk. You know the only reason you're even here is because your dad was screwing You-Know-Who."
"How dare you?"
Draco smirked. "How dare I what? It's true. The only reason your father lived long enough to have you is because he was You-Know-Who's boy-toy. Otherwise he'd have been killed right along with all the other muggle-lovers."
"My father is not a muggle-lover!"
"That's not what he said before You-Know-Who started fucking him. Not that it matters, really, but you must remember that it was You-Know-Who who showed you father the truth about muggles."
"Faggot," Blaise muttered again.
"You know, I thought it was supposed to be the muggles who got all bent up over gender, not us wizards."
Blaise turned his attention to his meal, letting it drop for now. Feeling quite satisfied, Draco followed suit and dug in. While he had probably lost Blaise's loyalty permanently, he had succeeded in making the other boy look like an idiot and it was unlikely that anyone else would dare challenge him.
For a moment, Draco considered sneaking a glance at Harry to see how he was holding up, then thought better of it. He was the leader of the Slytherins and right now the entire school was watching him intently. It wouldn't do for them to catch him nervously sneaking glances at his boyfriend. So instead, he turned his head, openly watching Harry as the boy slouched silently in his seat. Hermione caught Draco's eye and he met her gaze with a possessive stare. Don't even think about stealing my boyfriend. She looked away and Draco turned back to his meal.
It looked like Harry wasn't holding up very well at all, but Draco could do nothing about it. So he simply focused on getting through dinner.
When Draco arrived in the Slytherin common room after dinner, he was greeted with the stares. His Housemates had supported him during dinner, of course. He was a Slytherin and they had to at least appear to stick together in front of the rest of the school. Which gave him that much more of a chance to keep his position among them, but that didn't mean he was done dealing with them. Not by a long shot.
So he seated himself easily on one of the couches and met their gazes. A few looked away, but the rest continued to stare.
"Yes?" he prompted when it became clear that no one was going to say anything. They looked away and Draco smirked.
Slowly conversation resumed around him. He almost laughed when he overheard Pansy giggling with her friends saying, "But they look so cute together."
Blaise was nowhere to be found, though he had been the first to leave dinner. He was probably up in his dormitory, sulking. Well, Draco could face him later.
Eventually Draco sighed and told Crabbe to go get his homework. It wasn't like he could slack off just because he had a boyfriend. That would loose them house points and then his Housemates really would hate him.
By the time he finished his homework, most of the other students had already gone up to bed. He put away his books and set about climbing the stairs to his dormitory. Most of the time he liked having the common room in the dungeons so he could seem sinister with his actual bedroom at the top of the tower where he could wake up with golden sunlight filling his room, but there were times he wished that the tower wasn't quite so high. Of course, Snape said it was good exercise climbing up and down the spiral stairs leading to their rooms, but just now Draco really wished he didn't have quite so far to climb.
When he arrived at the top, he was only slightly out of breath. Thankfully, the other boys were already sound asleep, so he didn't have to deal with any of them just now. He found his pajamas and decided to take advantage of the fact that his friends were all asleep and take a shower now instead of in the morning. He wasn't quite ready to deal with their response to him seeing them naked, knowing that he was gay. Eventually he'd have to, but not yet.
He went to bed clean, relaxed, and eager to see Harry again. Maybe he could catch the boy in the halls on his way to breakfast. He was in the middle of planning just how he'd manage it when he drifted into sleep.
A/N: This one's kind of short, but I'll have another longer one tomorrow. Stars-n-moons91: thanks. I sort of feel like the whole using a potion two make them fall in love concept is a little overused, but whatever. And I'd love to hear any ideas you've got for a Draco/Ron Crane story (I've got a few of my own)