Harry couldn't believe what he had done just last night.The boy that he loved, loved him in return and harry new that, but he still went and kissed a boy whom he had no feelings for what so ever. What should I do, do I tell Ron that I really do love Malfoy, but not him. Do I Play along and pretend to like Ron to make malfoy jealous, no i shoudn't, that would be wrong, I can't stoop down to Hermione's level. His thoughts were interrupted by a sound coming for a outside the door, it was footsteps, harry knew it was Malfoy . Soon the door opened and Malfoy walked toward Harry's four poster bed, he drew back the curtains and sat on the edge of the bed. Malfoy smiled at harry,"Ron told me the password, so that I could talk to you." Ron must of told Malfoy about the kiss and-" Harry I know about you and Ron and last night. I'll understand if you like Ron or even love him, I mean he's a nice guy and-" "Malfoy I don't like Ron and last night I was, well he more or less made me kiss him. I tried to fight it really I did, but it ws so hard, it was to hard, I gave into him. Malfoy you're the one that I love and the one that I would rather kiss." Harry looked up into malfoy's iciy blue eyes and melted, he knew that Malfoy the person that he loved more than anything. He knew that he would give anything for him, even his own life. " Harry, I love you and you know that, but i can not see you until you can willingly express your feelings for me in front of everyone." With that Malfoy got up and left the dormitory.
Harry couldn't concentrate on anything all morning long, all he heard his teachers say were blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. His mind was on Malfoy and what he had said. Malfoy's right why should he try to love someone who will only love in the dark. Why should he have to wait around for me to grow up and face reality. Why am I making him wait for me, he shouldn't have wait and he won't wait any more. Malfoy was in Divination right now and he too was thinking of harry, and his thoughts were about the same as Harry's. Maybe I should just live with the fact that Harry isn't the type of person who can express love in the way I wish he could.
Harry walked to lunch with a smile on his face that hadn't been there for a long time. He walked over to malfoy and grabbed his hand. He interlocked his fingers with Malfoy's, Harry mouthed the words I LOVE YOU to malfoy and kissed him sweetly. If anyone showed a speck of shock or disgust on their face, Harry and Malfoy didn't notice. Even if they had, they wouldn't of cared, Harry had learned to love openly and nothing was going to make him feel bad about it.