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A/N Chapter five already! wow takes me so long to get some chapters up and this story is moving so fast -amazed- i like this chapter, i get to torture Harry about his sexuality! yes im cruel, i like doing that -shifty eyes- But its fun..in my sick twisted perverted mind. Thanx for the nice reviews :D Made my day to read em.
"On my neck?" Harry asked, not sure what she was talking about.
"Did someone give you a love bite?" Ginny asked. Harry frowned, Boot never gave him any marks before, in fact he didn't remember getting a mark from Boot at all.
"No..." Harry said, but Ron gasped.
"Yes Harry, someone gave you a love bite! Look on your neck in Hermione's mirror!" He said, as if in awe that Harry managed to get a hickey.
Hermione held up her mirror and Harry looked at his neck, and there sat a red mark, tainting his skin. "Did Boot do that?" Harry thought out loud before he realized his mistake and he soon found five pairs of head looking his way across the Gryffindor table.
"Boot? Terry Boot?" Hermione asked curiosly and noticed how much Harry paled
"N-n-oo" Harry choked out, feeling like a caged animal with no-where to go while children were poking at him.
"Then just what did you say Harry?" Ron growled, angry that his friend was keeping things from him, was his friend gay? It wouldn't matter to him, but it hurt that Harry wouldn't tell him the truth. It hurt so much.
"I said-I said..."Harry stuttered, not sure of what he could say to cover it up. "I said did my boots do that to me? You see I tripped over my boots early this morning." Harry knew it was lame, and the glares he got from Ron weren't reassuring. Hermione just frowned at him.
"Ron we have to go to the library" Hermione said, leaving no room for argument, but that didn't mean Ron would not try.
"But Hermione..." Ron said.
"Now Ron" Hermione said harshly, giving him a glare. She got up and started to walk towards the doors.
"Oh Fine!" Ron said angrily, getting up and following Hermione out the doors, all the while complaining about Harry's distancing himself from them.
Harry watched them go, and looked at Ginny who was staring at him with wonder. "Harry are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine Ginny. Look I need to go and get my books for Transfiguration." He answered, getting up and ignoring Ginny's stares that he knew she was sending at him.
Harry walked into the bathroom and looked at his neck in the mirror. The offending mark was still there, showing his disgrace, his weakness. Tears slid down his cheeks, as he stayed in self pity.
Harry thought he saw something moving in the bathroom, and looked over his shoulder to see Malfoy standing there. "What are you a stalker now?" Harry growled. Was this really Malfoy? The image he was seeing seemed...odd.
Malfoy just raised his eyebrows, smiling cruelly. "Like the mark? It suits you Potter." He said, as if self satisfied with himself. Was this really happening? It was to surreal to be real!
"Oh yes just thrilled that I got a reminder of Boot. That I'm weak." Harry said, starting to sob again. Malfoy laughed at him. Harry frowned, this couldn't be Malfoy, his laugh was to...carefree.
"Potter, stop feeling sorry for yourself. Do something about how you feel weak, get back at Boot." Then as quickly as Malfoy came he was gone with those words. The door opened for Harry to see Neville's face. Had Malfoy even been in the bathroom?
"Harry you okay?" Neville asked, and Harry frowned, he had to ask the one who was more sane, which was Neville.
"Was Malfoy just here?" Harry asked and Neville shook his head no. Well that answered everything, Malfoy had not been there, Harry's mind was playing tricks on him.
'Great I'm going insane and its Malfoy's fault' Harry thought. He sighed and looked at Neville. "Neville, lets go to transfiguration." Harry said.
"Alright Harry, but everyones worried about you. You can talk to us you know" Neville said. Harry sighed again in defeat, he would have to talk sooner or later he knew that much now.
Harry had a peculiar experience that day. It involved, the evil subject Potions, the evil arse Malfoy and the evil realization that Malfoy had a...well he had a...pretty face. Okay not just a pretty face but beautiful eyes.
The thought scared Harry out of his mind. 'I'M NOT A POUF!' he shouted in his mind. Harry didn't have a problem with Pouf's of course, but him? No it wasn't right for him to be that way. But then again Boot did rape him so did that mean anything? He liked girls right? Well of course, he had liked Cho.
Harry sighed, this wasn't easy, and he was noticing Malfoy here! Who was obvouisly a boy, but still...he ..looked...good. Harry frowned, come to think of it he hadn't noticed how pretty a girl was in awhile. Did Boot mean something? Harry frowned in deep thought.
Rape was one thing, but finding something romotly attractive in Malfoy was another thing. Harry wanted to smack his head down, and he did so.
"OWWWW" Harry cried as his head collided with table in potions.
"Potter please, I know none of this is going through your daft head but don't hurt yourself in the process of trying to pound something into that thick skull." Snape said harshly.
Harry glared at him but kept his mouth shut. But Snape had more to say. "After class Potter, you will speak to me."
Harry groaned inwardly, remember what had happened on their last encounter. He had freaked out and Boot had him so scared that he forgot, Snape wanted to speak to him about it.
Harry could only wait out the class, and he spent it looking at Malfoy and how elegant his hands looked and how smooth his skin seemed. Not to mention those red lips that made Harry want to kill Malfoy for being anything but annoying. 'Damn you Malfoy. I hate you.'
Harry wasn't to sure at what was happening to him, but maybe Boot had made him like guys? The thought scared Harry but why else would he think those things about Malfoy? Harry shuddered, he didn't want to be like Boot, he didn't want to be sick.
Review! Tell me what ya think and what could help it go more smoothly. I got stuck and had to get Choryni's help -hugs- thanx it really helped me move along!
