Harry's POV
Harry walked down a dark hall in such deep thought that he wasn't paying any attention to where he was going. 'What am I going to do? I have to talk to Hermione. Maybe she can help.' He turned a sharp corner and ran smack into something hard. He found himself on the ground ahlfway on top of whoever it was that he had run into.
"Bloody hell!'' Harry muttered into the darkness. "I am so sor--" Harry began. 'Oh no...you!' "-you...well I'd better be going." He got to his feet and started to walk away when he felt a hand on his wrist.
"Wait!'' Harry turned around and looked down at his wrist in Draco's hand. "What about me?"
"I...well..I'm...You see...I..'' Harry started. 'I can't tell him the truth...what is the truth?'
''Spit it out Potter!'' Draco looked annoyed yet curious.
"Forget it!" Harry said and yanked his wrist away from Draco's grasp. He walked away without looking back all the way up to Gryffindor Common Room. He didn't stop once, almost running over a few first years in his haste. He walked up the last landing and found himself in front of the Fat Lady. He uttered the password and walked through the portrait hole to find Hermione waiting for him in the corner in a chair.
''HARRY! Over here!" Hermione waved him over to her and Harry sat down in the chair opposite her. "You wanted to talk to me about something?"
"Well you see, oh, and you have to promise not to tell Ron, not just yet anyway." The last thing that Harry wanted was to lose his best friend over someting he wasn't even sure was true.
"Of course not. If you din't want him to know then he won't." Hermione smiled at him. He was so grateful that she was his other best friend. He knew he could tell her anything.
"Okay, well last night I woke up after a REALLY weird dream. I was with someone...you know...WITH someone...and that person was not...well you see...it wasn't a girl..." Harry paused a second to see Hermione's reaction.
"Okay...so..." Hermione looked at Harry and urged him on.
"That's not even the worst of it. Not only was it not a girl..it was...well...it was..Malfoy." Harry looked into Hermione's eyes and after a while she spoke.
"Wow. I was not expecting that. There is nothing wrong with the fact the dream was not about a girl. The wizarding world is actually much more accepting of gay people than the muggle world. But, why Malfoy?''
"I don't know, that's the problem! I don't know what it means! I mean I had a dream about DRACO MALFOY!" Harry was standing now and pacing the small space in front of the two chairs. Thankfully they were in a far corner so no one heard Harry's outburst.
"Harry, calm down. It doesn't matter to me who the dream was about." Hermione got up and walked next to Harry, ushering him to sit back down, then sitting down herself.
"What do I do now? Does this mean that I like him?" The thought of him actually having any other emotion for Malfoy that hate was scaring him.
"Harry, I don't know what it means, but we'll figure it out. Together." Hermione got up and nelt next to Harry. Harry smiled down at her.
"Thank you so much Hermione."
"Anytime. Now come on, we're going to be late for class." Harry and Hermione got their books and headed for the potions classroom.
A/N: Well this chapter was a little longer than the previous two, but i am trying! Thank you so much to the people that reviewed the other 2 chapters. You have no idea how much it helped me! well, the next chapter is of the potions class, so it should be longer. MERRY CHRISTMAS! Love .:Holly Ann:.