Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or Californis Dreams. If I did, there would be more episodes. This story is going to be very strange, so I hope you like it. And if you don't know what California Dreams is... look it up.

Summary: Harry and some other students form a band as homework. But this wasn't the way any of them expected things to go. Hope you like it. R and R, please. Thanx

New Beginnings

By: Whyteroze28

Chapter Nine: Revelations

"Just one more thing" Harry replied, and his gaze was penetrating. "If it wasn't you… then who was it"

"I'm not allowed to say" Blaise responded, quickly. "All I can say is that the first time you saw that particular disguise it was me. The second time it wasn't."

"How did you…" Harry began, but Pansy shook her head.

"Nuh-uh. It's our turn again. This one's more personal, though." Harry gulped. "Have you dated anyone since that disaster during 5th year"

Harry was confused. "Why do you care. I hope you're not saying that you're interested, because I don't like you that way."

She laughed. "I know that, Potter. I could tell because you've practically ignored me since I walked in. I'm part Veela, and I know these things."

"Part Veela? But, shouldn't I be acting all goofy"

"The only people who can resist a Veela are people who are already truly in love. Which is why I asked about your relationships… or lack thereof."

Harry thought about it. It would certainly explain why Mr. Weasley hadn't seemed to bat an eyelash during the World Cup performance. But…

"I'm not in love with anyone" he stated. "That's impossible. I think I would know."

Pansy only smiled, slyly. "Your turn" she said finally.

"OK. Again, how did you pull off the disguise? Was it Polyjuice Potion, or…"

This was the moment Blaise was dreading. He knew that if he tried to keep the truth from Harry and was found out, he'd hate himself… not to mention the fact that Harry would hate him forever for not telling him.

"I'm a Metamorphmagus, like Tonks" Blaise replied. "I can turn into almost anyone." As he spoke, he began to transform into the disguise he and Draco had both used, letting Harry see that he was telling the truth.

"But, if you were supposed to keep tabs on me" Harry asked"how did you do it. I mean, I only saw this form twice. And I know that you would have had to keep a better watch than…"

It had hit him. Finally. Blaise watched the play of emotions on Harry's face, fully expecting to see fury and hatred, but instead, he saw… friendship.

"Scott." It was a statement, not a question, but Blaise immediately began changing into the form he'd worn for most of the summer.

"Yeah, it was me" he sighed. "I figured that if I told you who I was, you'd stop talking to me, cause I was supposed to be 'guarding you'… or worse, because I was a Slytherin."

Harry shook his head, and grinned. "I spent the whole summer trying to figure out why you seemed familiar to me. I had almost figured out the fact that you were in disguise, but it was the fact that you didn't change back, like people do with the Polyjuice Potion that threw me. I wouldn't even have guessed that you were like Tonks."

Then he held out his hand. "Although, I think I'd rather get to know the real you."

"I think that's a grand idea" Blaise replied, shaking his hand. "Blaise Zabini, resident schemer of Slytherin."

"Harry, Potter, nice to meet you."

Pansy watched the two in amazement. It was just like Potter to accept something like this so calmly. If it had been Draco, he would have been so mad he wouldn't have been able to see straight.

"Now that we've gotten that out of the way" she said, reminding them that she was there"it's our turn again."

Harry grinned. "Ask away."

"You say you're not in love" she said, casting a quick glance at her partner in crime"but obviously that isn't true. Have you been feeling differently about anyone this year. And I don't mean like this, I mean huge intense 'Why don't they notice me?' feelings"

Harry thought quickly. The truth was that he had been having those kind of thoughts, but… "It just can't be possible" he gasped, finally seeing what everyone else had noticed weeks ago. In fact, he wondered why he hadn't seen it before.

"I guess I have" he replied slowly, still trying to accept the truth. "But I really don't wanna say who…"

"Draco" they both exclaimed together, startling the dark-haired boy.

"C'mon, Harry, we've been waiting ages for it to finally hit you" Blaise said. "Even over the summer whenever you mentioned his name, you'd go all flustered."

Harry thought back.

"So, about these friends of yours" Scott/Blaise had asked"They seem pretty close."

Harry had smiled at the thought of Ron and Hermione. "Yeah, they are. They're so clueless though. Hermione's been trying to get Ron to notice her for years."

"And you? Do you have someone special"

Harry had told him about Cho, which must be why Pansy had brought her up. But then he'd gone off on a rant. About Malfoy.

"I mean, the guy saunters around the school like he can get anybody he wants. Most girls won't even look at me, because they're too busy swooning over Draco Malfoy. And yet, as far as anyone knows, he's still single."

"Maybe he's gay."

"Yeah, right. Wouldn't that just be the perfect solution." Harry had thought about those words for a long time after he'd gone home. At least, until Dudley had shown up.

But his dreams that night had been about Draco that night. He'd chalked it up to his subconscious comparing Dudley to Draco, but… looking back on it, he remembered that in his dreams, Draco had been caring. He had instantly tried to forget about them.

And it had worked. Until this stupid band idea.

"Hey, Blaise"

Yeah, Harry"

About that comment you made when I was talking about Dra… Malfoy"

Blaise smirked at Harry's slip, then thought. His eyes widened as he remembered.

"Maybe he's gay."

'Oh, fuck!' "Yeah, what about it"

"Is it true"