I updated this one fast because there's a lot going on. I left you with a cliff hanger last chapter. he he he he. Anyways, read and review. I want feedback! It's going to get funnier as the chatpers go on. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Am I really gay?

Harry opened his eyes to a smiling Malfoy. His crystal white body was glowing beneath his messy platinum hair. His eyes were shining as if it was Christmas day and he just got what he always wanted. Harry watched him for a moment, then realized where he was.

"Well Harry, I definitely didn't expect that. You totally kissed me back! I have a few more questions." Malfoy then leaned in again, but this time Harry pushed him back.

"I didn't kiss you back! This is… wrong. I'm outta here." Harry pushed Malfoy again, this time causing him to slip on the wet floor. Harry pushed the portrait open as he heard Malfoy hit the cold floor. He flung the painting closed again and made a mad dash back to the common room.

When he got back to the common room he flung himself back in the comfy chair in the corner. What had just happened? He thought to himself. Why did I kiss Malfoy back? Do I like him? Am I gay?! Harry, scared by his own thoughts, went to find Hermione. He needed to talk to someone who would understand, and Ron definitely would not understand. It was lunchtime and Hermione was probably in the library as usual.

Harry ran up the stairs to the library fast. When he got to the doors he saw Hermione sitting near the window with a fat book. He ran through the aisles of books and sat next to her.

"Uh, Hi." Harry sat watching Hermione, thinking of how to say what he wanted to say.

"Hi Harry." She pushed back her hair from her face and tied it elegantly atop her head. "Why weren't you in class this morning? Are you sick?" She watched Harry as he squirmed in his seat, looking around anxiously. "Harry, what's wrong, you can tell me?"

Harry looked into her light green eyes. He never noticed how pretty she was. Her hair was straightened thanks to the beauty 101 spell book Ron gave her last Christmas. She was tall like Harry, and always had the prettiest earrings on. She shone with the autumn light hitting her through the window. Harry was lost in her eyes when he was interrupted.

"Harry! What's wrong?" Suddenly his thoughts came rushing back to him. Draco. Harry was confused with his own feelings, and it had nothing to do with the dark forces.

"Well, um, you know this morning when Draco told everyone his, um, secret?" Harry told the whole story to Hermione, who sat and looked apologetic back at Harry. "So, I kissed him back and I don't know why!" Harry looked down at his shoes, waiting for Hermione to get up and leave. She wouldn't want to be friends with Harry anymore.

"It's ok Harry. Everything is going to be fine. Just give it some time, avoid Malfoy, and things will all be forgotten. I'm sure Malfoy will find someone else to, um, crush, on. Everything will be okay." Hermione leaned in and pulled Harry into a hug.

Harry pulled her in longer and smelled her hair. Lavender. When they let go Harry stared back at Hermione. Do I like her? Do I like Draco? What's wrong with me? He jumped up from his seat before he got lost in his miseries again. "Thanks Hermione. I needed that. I'm going to get a bite to eat. And, um, can you keep this between us. I don't think Ron would understand." He placed his hand on Hermione's shoulder and waited her response.

"Sure, no problem. See you in Transfiguration?"

"Yeah. See you later" He placed his hand back in his pocket and headed down to lunch. Things were clearing up again. All he had to do what avoid Draco for a bit, but how? They had all their classes together.

As Harry headed down the library hallway he felt himself being jerked backwards. A pale hand was wrapped around his shirt collar and his shoes dragged on the stone floor as he was pulled into a dark room. Harry was flung on the floor and he heard the door shut. Suddenly the lights flickered on and Harry saw Draco looking back at him.

His eyes were red, and his hair was still a mess. He actually looks better with messy hair; the gel is just a bit much. Stop! What am I thinking? Harry stopped his thoughts and looked back at Draco.

"Harry. I'm sorry about earlier. It was all a mistake. Will you forgive me?" Draco put out his hand to help Harry up from the ground. Harry took his hand and got up from the cold floor.

"So, does this mean you don't like me anymore?" Harry looked into Draco's eyes. They were beautiful. The light blue was surrounded by darker swirls of blue, and in the middle were specks of green.

"No, but I'm not going to 'stalk' you anymore. I understand if you like girls. It's not your fault I thought you were gay."

"What?! I'm not gay. I mean, I don't think I am, actually I don't know what I am." Harry didn't know why he was telling Draco this, but couldn't help himself. He sat back down on the cold stone floor and put his head in his hands. Thoughts battled inside Harry's head. He felt an arm wrap around his shoulder, Draco's arm.

"Harry. It's okay to be confused. It's normal. There's something you can do to see if you are or not. It's quite simple actually." Draco took out his wand and tapped it on his should. Sexualis Undeterminedus Confundus. A pool formed on the floor into a mirror like thing. A picture formed in the pool, and it showed Draco passionately kissing another man. "It doesn't show who the other person is, but you can definitely tell that it's another man."

"What does this spell do?" Harry sat confused. His head pounded from the day's events.

"It shows the back of the love of your life, so it doesn't completely reveal who it is. Do you understand what I mean?" Draco sat looking back into the pool. He couldn't wait until that moment.

"Yeah. I want to try it." Harry copied Draco exactly, forming his own pool on the floor. A picture formed in the pool, but it didn't seem right. There were three people in the picture, Harry, another man, and another woman. "What does this mean? Harry studied the picture, trying to figure out who it was. The back of the heads was the only thing he could see, and they were quite blurry.

"Maybe it means your bi?" Draco replied. He was sitting close to Harry, and still had his arm around him.

"I hate this! Why am I always confused?" Tears streamed down Harry's face.

"It's ok Harry. I went through the same thing, just not exactly the same as you." Draco pulled Harry in closer. This time Harry didn't push him away. Draco leaned in closer and kissed Harry. Harry gave in to his temptations and kissed Malfoy back. This time Harry enjoyed it. As he kissed Draco, thoughts flashed though his mind. Does this mean I like Draco? Am I really, well, gay?! Who gives a damn! When Draco pulled back he looked back at Harry.

"Are you alright with this?" Draco sat looking curiously back at Harry.

"Are you kidding me?!" Harry grabbed Draco and pulled him in for another kiss.

He he he he. Another cliff hanger. Keep reading and reviewing!