Author's note:
This is the third chapter I have worked on today! God how I wish my
Internet was working! Damn it! It has to die on school holidays doesn't it!
And it still works on my brothers' computer but I'm not allowed to use
that! **cries** Oh well, I guess I'll just write and write and write until
my parents get their act together and call the people and ask them for the
password or pay the bill or something! Hopefully you will get this soon!
Love Jade.
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Chapter 5- A 'deep and fulfilling' conversation.
When Harry woke up on Monday morning he panicked, he didn't know where he was or how he got there. He put his glasses on to look at the room properly and then it all came back to him everything that had happened the day before.
He got out of his bed and looked at the clock, it was 8:00 and he could hear bad singing coming from the shower.
Harry slammed his fists against the bathroom door. "Stop singing Malfoy and Hurry up! I need to have a shower too!" he yelled and he heard a distinct snigger from inside the bathroom.
He pulled on a pair of track pants and walked out of his room and into the kitchenette, pouring himself a glass of juice and looking through the cupboards for something to eat. If he didn't get into the shower soon then he was going to miss breakfast and be really late for class, hopefully there would be some breakfast food in the kitchenette cupboards that he could eat.
He pulled out a box of cereal and poured some into a bowl. He grabbed a spoon and sat down on the couch to eat his breakfast.
One bowl of cereal and 3 music videos later Draco was still in the shower. Harry threw his bowl into the sink and walked over to the third door that led to the bathroom.
"GET OUT OF THE SHOWER NOW! IF YOU DON'T GET OUT THEN I'M GOING TO COME IN THERE AND PULLYOU OUT!" he yelled, and then banged on the door some more.
Harry heard the water turn off and Malfoy saying something that sounded like 'Poof' and he barged right in.
Draco was standing by the mirror in just a towel, drying his hair with another towel.
"Hey! Get out of here Potter I'm naked under this towel!" he growled, moving away from the black haired boy.
"As much as that thought sickens me Malfoy, I don't really care! I need to shower and you're in the bathroom, so unless you want to see me naked, I suggest you get out!" said Harry as he pulled his track packs off and then stared at Malfoy.
"Okay! I'm going," snarled Draco and he stormed out of the bathroom, slamming his bedroom door behind him.
Harry laughed to himself and then had a quick shower, before rushing out and throwing his uniform and robes on and running out the door.
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Harry made it to potions just on time and gave Malfoy his worst glare before settling in to his seat. Potions was as bad as usual and Harry was very glad when he got out of there.
The rest of his day was just as bad, and by the time he reached his wing that afternoon, he was in a foul mood.
He was looking forward to sitting on the couch with a coke and watching TV, then maybe some light training in the evening. But when he got into the kitchenette to get a coke, Draco was standing there staring at the fridge.
"Don't tell me you don't know what a fridge is Malfoy!" he sneered, moving around the blonde boy to open the door.
"I know what it is Potter! I'm staring at what's on it!" he snarled back, pointing at a note that was stuck to the fridge.
Harry pulled the note off the fridge and read it,
'Dear Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter,
To help pass the five hours you have to spend here tonight, I have an activity for you to do. I would like to two to discuss your altercation yesterday, and the reasons surrounding why it arose. I want this to be an in depth conversation and if it is done well, then you will each receive 10 points. Not house points, personal points.
These personal points are an idea of mine to keep you two in line. You will receive points if you do things well and get along and you will loose points if you fight or ignore one another. When both of you reach a point score of 150, then the magic bans will be lifted on the common room, making life a lot easier for both of you. The second that magic is used against someone, then the ban will be placed back on and you will both be back to zero points.
I hope your discussion will be deep and fulfilling,
Professor Dumbledore'
"Right," said Harry, looking doubtfully at the note, "Well lets get our 'deep and fulfilling' conversation over with then shall we?" he said, getting two cokes out of the fridge and passing one to Draco.
"We're actually going to do this?" Draco asked doubtfully, "this is completely stupid!"
"Yeah," replied Harry, "We're going to do this, because if we do, then we're closer to getting our magic back when we're in here! So come and sit down and let's talk." He said, walking down to the couches and jumping over the back onto one.
Draco followed and sat down in one of the armchairs. "So, what do you want to talk about?" looking around the room, but not at Harry.
"Well obviously we're going to talk about you calling me a faggot!" said Harry, fighting to keep his animosity out of his tone, and trying to keep the conversation civil.
Both boys were silent for a little while, then Draco broke the silence in a very small voice.
"How did you know?" he asked, and Harry only just heard him.
"How did I know what? That you called me a faggot? You said it right in front of me!" he said, looking very confused.
"No, not that," said Draco, looking down at his hands. "How did you know what you were, you know, gay?" he whispered the last word.
"How did I know I was gay? When I fell in love with Alex! I mean, I THOUGHT I liked girls, I really thought I did. But then, near the end of the holidays I was staying in the leaky cauldron because my Aunt and Uncle were just getting too much for me to handle, but I didn't really want to stay at the Burrow. So I took a room in the Leaky Cauldron for a week and then I was going to spend the last week of the holidays at the Burrow, the Weasley's house. I was walking out of my room one night and I saw this boy storm out of his room, screaming at his parents. He had platinum blonde hair that reflected the sun streaming in from the window behind him and these amazing piercing blue eyes. His eyes were clouded with pain and anger. And just looking into them made my heartache." Harry sighed as he remembered those first glances of Alex in the hall of the Leaky Cauldron; he got lost in the memory as he continued.
"I just stepped towards him and asked if he was okay, he said he was fine and I asked if he needed some company. He looked up and his blue eyes met mine and it was like time stopped, then he nodded and we walked downstairs together. We introduced ourselves over lunch at the leaky cauldron and then we spent the rest of the day walking through Diagon Alley and talking.
That night we had dinner together, and then we went out for ice cream, it was so nice just spending time with him. Every time I looked at him he took my breath away. It got really late and he had to go back to his room, and so we walked together up to our floor and then, when I said goodnight he kissed me. I didn't know I was gay then, I knew he was beautiful, but I didn't think I was gay but when he kissed me I knew. It was so beautiful and we got so lost in the moment, but then his mother called out for him and he had to go. I went back into my room and I dreamt about him, and I knew the next morning that I was definitely gay." Harry smiled as he remembered the times they spent together.
"So what happened? Are you still with him? How old is he? Does he go to our school?" asked Draco, looking eager to find out this information but not for malicious purposes.
"Well we spent everyday together that week, and I stayed there the next week as well, but he goes to Beauxbatons and so he had to leave on August 31st to go back to school. It was really sad, but he gave me this bracelet," Harry showed Draco the chunky silver bracelet on his arm, "and we're still together. And he's our age. Why are you so interested?" Harry asked, suddenly realising that he was discussing his boyfriend with his worst enemy.
"Just curious, and I'm trying to have a 'deep and fulfilling' conversation with you." Draco laughed, "Do you have any photos of Alex that I can look at?" he asked, standing up.
"Um, sure!' said Harry, standing up and leading him into his bedroom.
Draco gasped, the cream walls that were so crisp and clean yesterday, were now plastered with pictures of topless male Quidditch players in shorts and photos of a blonde boy with blue eyes.
"You sure do have photos of him!' Draco laughed, looking closely at a photo of Harry and Alex with their arms around each other, smiling and waving. There photos and Harry and Alex, and just Alex on his own everywhere around Harry's room. Beside Harry's bed was a framed photo of him kissing Alex's cheek. Harry pulled out a large photo album from in his wardrobe and handed it to Draco, it was full of photos of him and Alex.
"Potter? How many photos did you take?" asked Draco, looking through the album.
Harry laughed, "I'm really not sure! It looks like a lot doesn't it?" he asked, looking around his room.
"Yeah! But I must say, you chose a very handsome boyfriend," he laughed, putting the album down on Harry's bed.
"Thanks!" said Harry, smiling at the photo beside his bed.
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Later that night Harry and Draco were sitting on the couches watching TV when they heard a 'Ping' come from the kitchenette.
"What on earth was that?" asked Harry, looking at the Kitchen apprehensively.
"I dunno Potter. You're the hero, you go check!" Said Draco, staring at the TV.
Harry sighed and jumped over the back of the couch and walked over to the kitchenette. He saw a new note stuck to the fridge.
"What the hell?" he said, and he pulled the note off and took it to the couch with him.
The ads had come on so Draco was less interested in the TV, "Well, what was it?" he asked as Harry leapt over the back of the couch.
"I think it was this," he said, looking confused and showing Draco the note.
"Well what does it say Potter? Hurry up, the ads will be over soon!" said Draco impatiently.
Harry read the note out loud,
'Harry and Draco,
I am very impressed with the reports I got about your 'deep and fulfilling' conversation this afternoon, the portraits in your wing told me that you did very well. Therefore you will each receive 10 personal points. There is one other thing I would like for you to do, for one point a day it would be appreciated if you called each other by your given names. I think this would make life a lot friendlier. If you fail to do this, even once in a day then your point for that day is forfeited. Congratulations on a good first day together and I hope there is promise for big things,
Professor Dumbledore'
"Right Draco, it looks like its first name basis for us then!" said Harry.
"Alright Harry, now shut up its back on!" he said, pointing to the TV.
They watched the show in silence, talking only a little bit during the ads, after that show finished neither boy could find anything they wanted to watch, so Harry brought out his dumbbells and trained while Draco flicked through Harry's most recent copy of 'Fabio'.
"You subscribe to this rubbish?" Draco asked after looking through the magazine for half an hour.
Harry was lying on the floor doing sit-ups, and sat up and took the magazine off Draco.
"It is a magazine made for gay wizards, I wouldn't expect you to appreciate It." he laughed, flipping through the magazine.
"Whatever, have you got anything worth reading? Anything that isn't poofter orientated?" he asked, waiting for the fireworks.
"Shut up Draco! You're just jealous that I have an excuse to stare at sexy men! I know that deep down you're slightly gay too, so stop hassling me." said Harry, getting up off the floor and stretching.
"You wish Potter!" snarled Draco, a slight red tint rising in his pale cheeks.
"Whatever Draco, you just lost a point for today coz you just called me Potter, now I'm going to bed, Goodnight!" said Harry, walking to his room with a smile.
"Shut up Potter!" Draco laughed; throwing a cushion at the door as it was closed.
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A/n: how was that chapter? I think I enjoyed writing it, but I've written so much today I'm just so proud of myself! And Sarah is a beautiful wonderful person because she rang me and I love her so dearly! Everyone should now bow down and praise Sarah for her wonderfulness, and repeat after me: "We all Love Sarah, Sarah is the paragon of Life, we all love Sarah!"
Now doesn't that feel better?
{Fabio will rule. All. – Sarah Ramblings}
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Chapter 5- A 'deep and fulfilling' conversation.
When Harry woke up on Monday morning he panicked, he didn't know where he was or how he got there. He put his glasses on to look at the room properly and then it all came back to him everything that had happened the day before.
He got out of his bed and looked at the clock, it was 8:00 and he could hear bad singing coming from the shower.
Harry slammed his fists against the bathroom door. "Stop singing Malfoy and Hurry up! I need to have a shower too!" he yelled and he heard a distinct snigger from inside the bathroom.
He pulled on a pair of track pants and walked out of his room and into the kitchenette, pouring himself a glass of juice and looking through the cupboards for something to eat. If he didn't get into the shower soon then he was going to miss breakfast and be really late for class, hopefully there would be some breakfast food in the kitchenette cupboards that he could eat.
He pulled out a box of cereal and poured some into a bowl. He grabbed a spoon and sat down on the couch to eat his breakfast.
One bowl of cereal and 3 music videos later Draco was still in the shower. Harry threw his bowl into the sink and walked over to the third door that led to the bathroom.
"GET OUT OF THE SHOWER NOW! IF YOU DON'T GET OUT THEN I'M GOING TO COME IN THERE AND PULLYOU OUT!" he yelled, and then banged on the door some more.
Harry heard the water turn off and Malfoy saying something that sounded like 'Poof' and he barged right in.
Draco was standing by the mirror in just a towel, drying his hair with another towel.
"Hey! Get out of here Potter I'm naked under this towel!" he growled, moving away from the black haired boy.
"As much as that thought sickens me Malfoy, I don't really care! I need to shower and you're in the bathroom, so unless you want to see me naked, I suggest you get out!" said Harry as he pulled his track packs off and then stared at Malfoy.
"Okay! I'm going," snarled Draco and he stormed out of the bathroom, slamming his bedroom door behind him.
Harry laughed to himself and then had a quick shower, before rushing out and throwing his uniform and robes on and running out the door.
***
Harry made it to potions just on time and gave Malfoy his worst glare before settling in to his seat. Potions was as bad as usual and Harry was very glad when he got out of there.
The rest of his day was just as bad, and by the time he reached his wing that afternoon, he was in a foul mood.
He was looking forward to sitting on the couch with a coke and watching TV, then maybe some light training in the evening. But when he got into the kitchenette to get a coke, Draco was standing there staring at the fridge.
"Don't tell me you don't know what a fridge is Malfoy!" he sneered, moving around the blonde boy to open the door.
"I know what it is Potter! I'm staring at what's on it!" he snarled back, pointing at a note that was stuck to the fridge.
Harry pulled the note off the fridge and read it,
'Dear Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter,
To help pass the five hours you have to spend here tonight, I have an activity for you to do. I would like to two to discuss your altercation yesterday, and the reasons surrounding why it arose. I want this to be an in depth conversation and if it is done well, then you will each receive 10 points. Not house points, personal points.
These personal points are an idea of mine to keep you two in line. You will receive points if you do things well and get along and you will loose points if you fight or ignore one another. When both of you reach a point score of 150, then the magic bans will be lifted on the common room, making life a lot easier for both of you. The second that magic is used against someone, then the ban will be placed back on and you will both be back to zero points.
I hope your discussion will be deep and fulfilling,
Professor Dumbledore'
"Right," said Harry, looking doubtfully at the note, "Well lets get our 'deep and fulfilling' conversation over with then shall we?" he said, getting two cokes out of the fridge and passing one to Draco.
"We're actually going to do this?" Draco asked doubtfully, "this is completely stupid!"
"Yeah," replied Harry, "We're going to do this, because if we do, then we're closer to getting our magic back when we're in here! So come and sit down and let's talk." He said, walking down to the couches and jumping over the back onto one.
Draco followed and sat down in one of the armchairs. "So, what do you want to talk about?" looking around the room, but not at Harry.
"Well obviously we're going to talk about you calling me a faggot!" said Harry, fighting to keep his animosity out of his tone, and trying to keep the conversation civil.
Both boys were silent for a little while, then Draco broke the silence in a very small voice.
"How did you know?" he asked, and Harry only just heard him.
"How did I know what? That you called me a faggot? You said it right in front of me!" he said, looking very confused.
"No, not that," said Draco, looking down at his hands. "How did you know what you were, you know, gay?" he whispered the last word.
"How did I know I was gay? When I fell in love with Alex! I mean, I THOUGHT I liked girls, I really thought I did. But then, near the end of the holidays I was staying in the leaky cauldron because my Aunt and Uncle were just getting too much for me to handle, but I didn't really want to stay at the Burrow. So I took a room in the Leaky Cauldron for a week and then I was going to spend the last week of the holidays at the Burrow, the Weasley's house. I was walking out of my room one night and I saw this boy storm out of his room, screaming at his parents. He had platinum blonde hair that reflected the sun streaming in from the window behind him and these amazing piercing blue eyes. His eyes were clouded with pain and anger. And just looking into them made my heartache." Harry sighed as he remembered those first glances of Alex in the hall of the Leaky Cauldron; he got lost in the memory as he continued.
"I just stepped towards him and asked if he was okay, he said he was fine and I asked if he needed some company. He looked up and his blue eyes met mine and it was like time stopped, then he nodded and we walked downstairs together. We introduced ourselves over lunch at the leaky cauldron and then we spent the rest of the day walking through Diagon Alley and talking.
That night we had dinner together, and then we went out for ice cream, it was so nice just spending time with him. Every time I looked at him he took my breath away. It got really late and he had to go back to his room, and so we walked together up to our floor and then, when I said goodnight he kissed me. I didn't know I was gay then, I knew he was beautiful, but I didn't think I was gay but when he kissed me I knew. It was so beautiful and we got so lost in the moment, but then his mother called out for him and he had to go. I went back into my room and I dreamt about him, and I knew the next morning that I was definitely gay." Harry smiled as he remembered the times they spent together.
"So what happened? Are you still with him? How old is he? Does he go to our school?" asked Draco, looking eager to find out this information but not for malicious purposes.
"Well we spent everyday together that week, and I stayed there the next week as well, but he goes to Beauxbatons and so he had to leave on August 31st to go back to school. It was really sad, but he gave me this bracelet," Harry showed Draco the chunky silver bracelet on his arm, "and we're still together. And he's our age. Why are you so interested?" Harry asked, suddenly realising that he was discussing his boyfriend with his worst enemy.
"Just curious, and I'm trying to have a 'deep and fulfilling' conversation with you." Draco laughed, "Do you have any photos of Alex that I can look at?" he asked, standing up.
"Um, sure!' said Harry, standing up and leading him into his bedroom.
Draco gasped, the cream walls that were so crisp and clean yesterday, were now plastered with pictures of topless male Quidditch players in shorts and photos of a blonde boy with blue eyes.
"You sure do have photos of him!' Draco laughed, looking closely at a photo of Harry and Alex with their arms around each other, smiling and waving. There photos and Harry and Alex, and just Alex on his own everywhere around Harry's room. Beside Harry's bed was a framed photo of him kissing Alex's cheek. Harry pulled out a large photo album from in his wardrobe and handed it to Draco, it was full of photos of him and Alex.
"Potter? How many photos did you take?" asked Draco, looking through the album.
Harry laughed, "I'm really not sure! It looks like a lot doesn't it?" he asked, looking around his room.
"Yeah! But I must say, you chose a very handsome boyfriend," he laughed, putting the album down on Harry's bed.
"Thanks!" said Harry, smiling at the photo beside his bed.
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Later that night Harry and Draco were sitting on the couches watching TV when they heard a 'Ping' come from the kitchenette.
"What on earth was that?" asked Harry, looking at the Kitchen apprehensively.
"I dunno Potter. You're the hero, you go check!" Said Draco, staring at the TV.
Harry sighed and jumped over the back of the couch and walked over to the kitchenette. He saw a new note stuck to the fridge.
"What the hell?" he said, and he pulled the note off and took it to the couch with him.
The ads had come on so Draco was less interested in the TV, "Well, what was it?" he asked as Harry leapt over the back of the couch.
"I think it was this," he said, looking confused and showing Draco the note.
"Well what does it say Potter? Hurry up, the ads will be over soon!" said Draco impatiently.
Harry read the note out loud,
'Harry and Draco,
I am very impressed with the reports I got about your 'deep and fulfilling' conversation this afternoon, the portraits in your wing told me that you did very well. Therefore you will each receive 10 personal points. There is one other thing I would like for you to do, for one point a day it would be appreciated if you called each other by your given names. I think this would make life a lot friendlier. If you fail to do this, even once in a day then your point for that day is forfeited. Congratulations on a good first day together and I hope there is promise for big things,
Professor Dumbledore'
"Right Draco, it looks like its first name basis for us then!" said Harry.
"Alright Harry, now shut up its back on!" he said, pointing to the TV.
They watched the show in silence, talking only a little bit during the ads, after that show finished neither boy could find anything they wanted to watch, so Harry brought out his dumbbells and trained while Draco flicked through Harry's most recent copy of 'Fabio'.
"You subscribe to this rubbish?" Draco asked after looking through the magazine for half an hour.
Harry was lying on the floor doing sit-ups, and sat up and took the magazine off Draco.
"It is a magazine made for gay wizards, I wouldn't expect you to appreciate It." he laughed, flipping through the magazine.
"Whatever, have you got anything worth reading? Anything that isn't poofter orientated?" he asked, waiting for the fireworks.
"Shut up Draco! You're just jealous that I have an excuse to stare at sexy men! I know that deep down you're slightly gay too, so stop hassling me." said Harry, getting up off the floor and stretching.
"You wish Potter!" snarled Draco, a slight red tint rising in his pale cheeks.
"Whatever Draco, you just lost a point for today coz you just called me Potter, now I'm going to bed, Goodnight!" said Harry, walking to his room with a smile.
"Shut up Potter!" Draco laughed; throwing a cushion at the door as it was closed.
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A/n: how was that chapter? I think I enjoyed writing it, but I've written so much today I'm just so proud of myself! And Sarah is a beautiful wonderful person because she rang me and I love her so dearly! Everyone should now bow down and praise Sarah for her wonderfulness, and repeat after me: "We all Love Sarah, Sarah is the paragon of Life, we all love Sarah!"
Now doesn't that feel better?
{Fabio will rule. All. – Sarah Ramblings}