OOHHH!! this chapter is good!! he he he he, i added more humor to it, hope you like it. I also added a new character i made up myself, ha ha ha, those who know me will get it! enjoy, and review please! i wanna know how ya'll like it, after all, i am a hp fic virgin -smiles slyly- he he he, R&R
Chapter Four: Double date at the Shrieking Shack
Harry walked slowly behind Draco's strut. He occasionally stole glances at the Slytherin's ass, but kept the sly smiles to himself. Harry x-rayed the crowds ahead for any Hogwart's student, stopping and hiding at the sight of the joyful youths.
"See, that's your problem!" Draco interrupted Harry's evasiveness and pierced him in place with is icy stare. "You're too concerned with what other people think. Why do you care? You're Harry fucking Potter!" Draco stood staring at Harry with his delicate hands on his hips.
"What's so great about being Harry fucking Potter?" He inquired while staring at his shoelaces.
Draco moved closer to Harry, placing his finger on Harry's chin and pulling it to eyelevel. "Oh, I can name a few things." Draco winked another trademark wink and smirked at Harry.
"Well, I don't care about what others think anyways. I was just looking for Ron, I'm supposed to meet him for, um, lunch!" Harry cautiously surveyed around for another loophole.
"Bullshit! Ron actually has a date for once with some blonde. I should know, she's my cousin. Sorry Harry, brunettes aren't his type." Draco smirked again at Harry's deer caught in the headlights look.
"Whatever. I don't need this. What do you know anyways?" Harry turned in his black converse and pulled over his black hood. He hated Hogsmead Saturdays. It always meant awkward conversations with fellow classmates and seeing the few couples in school make out. It wasn't exactly Harry's idea of a good time.
"Harry!" Draco yelled.
Harry stopped and half turned his head in Draco's direction. "What?"
Draco walked toward Harry until their faces were inches apart. "You need to learn how to love yourself before you can move on. You've been through hard times. You're attractive, inside and out. I should know." Draco started at Harry's welling eyes.
"That was beautiful Draco. I never knew you were so insightful."
"I'm not. I just watch Dr. Phil and Oprah religiously. They are my heroes." Draco smiles as he heard Harry chuckle. He desperately wanted to please Harry, in all ways.
"Come on," Harry motioned Draco to follow him, this time with confidence. "I wanted to visit the shrieking shack, for good times sake." Harry pulled at Draco's clean hands and led him off the main cobblestone path. The pair made their way up the dirt path until the silhouette of a crooked house stood before them. It was another murky day, Harry's favorite. He loved the seclusion of the British fog, and it came at the perfect moment that day.
"Well Potter. Here we are. I don't remember any good times." Draco looked around and crinkled his nose at the muddy path. "All I remember is you throwing mud at me with that damn invisibility cloak."
"Care to make some?" Harry gave Draco a little taste of his own medicine with a sly smirk.
"Make some what? What are you playing at?" Draco cocked his head in a curious manner.
"This." Harry grabbed the back of Draco's head and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Draco fluttered his eyes closed, embracing Harry in his strong grip. Over the years, Draco himself evolved from a wimpy, greasy haired Snape wannabe to a free minded, no to mention ripped, all around nice guy, at least in Harry's eyes.
The two pulled apart, standing inches from each other. Harry's scared hand rested on Draco's shoulder. Draco rested his chin on Harry's chest, being that he was a bit shorted than he was.
"So, have you had a change of heart Harry? Or just a flash of horniness again?" Draco pulled back and grabbed Harry's hand.
"I know I've been confused lately, but I know I like you, more than just a friend, and I don't know how I could have been mean to such a cute face!" Harry giggled at his profound new gayness. The two pulled in closer again.
"Harry, I knew you'd come around." Draco said in his most seductive voice. The two met by the lips again, feeling bliss for the first time in a long while.
"What did you come around to Harry? Oh wait, I think I see." Ron stood red faced and brows furrowed at Harry. He was standing hand in hand with a tall, platinum blonde, also red faced.
"Oh, hey, um, Draco. I was just going, let's go Ron." She said in a meek voice.
"No. I need to properly introduce you all. Harry, this is Erin, Erin, this is my former best friend, the bloody boy who lived, Harry fucking big headed fag boy Potter!" Erin stood awkwardly looking back and forth between the three boys.
"Um, nice to meet you. I'll just be off then." She turned but was stopped by Ron's hand. He was standing brooding at Harry and his newfound friend. Harry whispered threats in Ron's red ears but Ron was deaf to Harry's new sexuality.
Meanwhile Draco stood bored at the situation. It was too dull for his need for drama. Draco suddenly lit up with a thought. "Go fuck yourself Weasley, you're not good enough for my cousin, or Harry!" Draco had a glint in his eye and did the worst thing he could have possibly done in the situation. Draco leaned in and laid a big wet one on Harry while flicking Ron off at the same time.
Ha! just wait til next chapter! R&R!