A/N: Phoenix-I'm sorry I didn't wait for you to finish, I just couldn't wait any longer, I was getting antsy! Forgive me? Dark Whisperss-Glad the last chapter suited you, and I hope this one does too! Dark Whispering Wind-I'm so glad you like my story! Eventually there will be some good stuff, I just like the "foreplay", too. Although when I get to that part, I may need your help. And since I know you're so good at it and all. Well, writing it, anyway. ;) Ella Dementia-Here's MORE MORE MORE just for you! ;) Silverness-Here ya go! S and S blah-Glad to be entertaining! Blondgits-I hope your computer lets you read it this time!
Harry POV
My feelings were out of control, I couldn't seem to keep them in check. I was meeting with Draco nightly, and I was beginning to need that time alone with him almost like air. I think Ron suspected there was something other than just a truce going on between us. Not that I was entirely sure what that "something" was, but it sure felt like something more than simple camaraderie. Whenever I was around him my heart rate went up considerably. My potions grades were going to hell because I couldn't concentrate knowing he was just a few feet away from me. Hugging him felt so amazing I didn't want to let him go. But I had to before he noticed the reaction I was having to him. It was getting harder to control that, too, when he was around.
What was wrong with me? I had never been attracted to a guy before! But there was no denying it was getting harder to resist the urge to grab one of his delicately shaped hands with those perfectly manicured nails, or to press my lips to his soft, enticing, pouty ones.
Was Hermione right? Was I gay?
Draco POV
I couldn't stop thinking about what Weasley had said. Halloween was the next week, and the Slytherins were having a party. I was trying to figure out how to get Harry to go with me. The biggest obstacle was I wanted him to go as my date.
Two nights before Halloween, Harry and I were sitting by the lake leaned against "our" tree. We were sitting pretty close already. Harry was going on about how unfair Snape was to him (which was true) and I shifted closer so our shoulders were touching. He stopped talking for a moment and just looked at me. I swallowed and waited for him to say something. He just smiled, his face turning a bright red, and he shifted his legs over so our thighs were rubbing. I wanted to jump for joy, but obviously didn't because that would have broken the contact.
Acting braver than I felt, I reached over and took his hand in mine. He looked at our hands and entwined fingers for a moment and then pulled my hand into his lap and started rubbing his thumb over the top of mine.
We sat there in silence for a moment, me enjoying the sensation of my hand in Harry's, and Harry… Well, he was thinking whatever he was thinking. "Harry…" I ventured, breaking the silence. "The Slytherins are having a Halloween party night after next… and…" God, I couldn't get it out! "I'd like you to go with me, as my date."
I felt him stiffen for a moment, and then relax.
"I guess by that you mean you want to let everyone know about us?" he asked, still avoiding my gaze.
"Yes, I do, Harry. I care about you. A lot. Probably more than I should. I don't want to hide what's between us anymore."
He sat there still playing with my hand. My God! I couldn't breath anymore!
"I care about you, too, Draco. But I don't know. People are going to be upset."
"So what if they are?" I asked. "I care more about you than what anybody else thinks."
We sat there in silence for a few more minutes. I thought for sure he was going to say no. Then he looked up at me, smiled, and said, "I'd love to be your date, Draco."
Harry POV
I was going to a Halloween party with Draco! As his date! I was so excited! Although I wasn't excited about telling Ron. I wasn't worried about Hermione, she already knew I liked him. Hopefully she'd help me pick out something to wear.
In charms the next day I asked Ron and Hermione to come with me down to the lake after dinner because I had something to tell them. Ron looked at me curiously and Hermione gave me a knowing smile.
All through dinner I was half nervous, half excited. Draco kept looking at me out of the corner of his eye and smiling, causing me to blush and stare at my plate.
"Hey, Harry. Malfoy keeps looking at you. What do you think he's up to?" asked Ron.
"I'm sure it's nothing," I replied, stealing another look at Draco. He hadn't trimmed his hair since the beginning of term, and it was starting to hit his chin. I had this irresistible urge to walk over to him and run my fingers through it. I could just imagine how silky it would feel in my hand.
"So, Harry, why can't you tell us now?" asked Ron, obviously referring to why I wanted to meet them after dinner.
"Oh, don't be so impatient," said Hermione. "He'll tell us in a little bit."
I smiled thankfully at her. He had been bugging me since Charms.
"I told you earlier, Ron, I don't want anyone to overhear," I said, in way of an answer.
He sighed. "Alright, alright. Tell us later."
The butterflies in my stomach were getting out of control. There was no way I could continue eating. "I'm heading down to the lake now, guys. I'll see you in a little bit," I said as I got up from the table.
I needed some time alone to gather the courage to tell them. I had been trying to figure out all day how exactly I was going to tell them. I wasn't any closer to figuring it out than I had been yesterday when Draco first asked me to go with him. Maybe I'd just go with the "blurt it out" method. Yeah, that might work.
I figured they would be finishing their dinner by now, so I went to the edge of the lake and sat. Sure enough, not five minutes later Ron and Hermione came running up, out of breath.
"Ugh, Ron. We just ate. Are you trying to make me sick?" Hermione scolded Ron.
"Of course not, Hermione. I'm just really curious about what it is Harry has to tell us. Whenever he doesn't want other people to hear, that usually means it's pretty good," Ron said excitedly.
"Well, Ron," I started, "I don't know how excited you'll be once I tell you." I took a deep breath. "You guys know tomorrow is Halloween." They nodded. "And you know the Slytherins are having a party." More nodding. "Well, I have a date for the party."
"Oh, Harry! That's great!" said Hermione.
"Yeah, mate. That's awesome. Who's the lucky gal?" asked Ron.
"Well, first off…it's a guy." I looked at Ron shakily.
"Well, damn," he said and turned to Hermione. "I guess I owe you 10 pounds."
"What!" I asked in disbelief. "Hermione!"
She looked sheepish. "That was before you told me. I didn't think you'd be that upset."
"Nah, I'm not mad. Ron, are you ok with me being gay?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. That just means more girls for me!" he said with a smirk as Hermione glared at him.
"Pig," she muttered.
"So, who's the lucky guy, then?" Ron asked.
"Well…." I was really nervous now. "I hope you take this part as well as you did the news that I'm gay. It's….it's Draco."
"What!" Ron screamed. "That ferret! I knew there was something fishy going on between the two of you, but dating him! I told him to stay away from you!"
I flinched. Ron was absolutely livid. "Now, hold on," I said. "He's changed. He's really not that bad a guy. And it's only one date. We're not dating." Yet, I thought.
"Well, it amounts to the same thing, whether it's one date or one thousand dates. You're betraying us, Harry."
"Now, hold on. It's not as bad as all that," piped up Hermione. "Malfoy has been a lot nicer this year, as long as you're not the one instigating things."
"You're on his side?" Ron asked, looking hurt. "I can't believe this! I'm out of here!" he said, stomping off.
Hermione gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm going to try to calm him down. I'll see you later."
"Yeah, alright. Bye Hermione. Thanks," I answered.
"No problem." she said, and took off after Ron.
Well, I had told them. And unfortunately it went just how I thought it would. sigh.
A/N: Well, there ya go! Hope everyone liked it. The Halloween party will be the next chapter and it will be a bit longer. I'll get it up as soon as I can!
