A/N---There have been some questions about Harry and his relationships. Don't. This is totally a H/D slash fanfic. The rest is just babble for the plot. Thanks for your reviews, ml. Aubrey
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Chapter 3 I Thought I Told You
"Wait. What?" Harry turned to look at Daniel, not sure he'd heard right.
"Well Harry, its pretty hard not to notice strange things always happen around you. Like that time the old lady was getting ready to fall, and miraculously a chair was suddenly by her side for her to catch herself on. Or the time D-Diana lost that picture of mother she loved so much. The next day she woke up and it was wrapped up in the news paper on the front porch. Harry, it was pretty obvious that you weren't normal. Diana had noticed as well, of course. She took watching you to a some what scary level." Harry just stood there for a moment before walking over and sitting down next to Daniel.
"Look, Daniel, I don't really know what to say. Diana knew?"
"Well, we knew you weren't ordinary, but other than that we just guessed." Daniel shrugged slightly.
"It doesn't freak you out? You don't hate me now?"
"Well it scares me a little, but other wise no. You're still Harry." Daniel shifted before continuing in a quite voice. "I could never hate you Harry."
"I know Daniel, I know. Look why don't we go check out your room? Come on, we'll go jump on your bed and flick off the paintings."
"Why would we flick off paintings?" Harry laughed.
"You've got a lot to learn Daniel. Welcome to the magical world."
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Draco shifted in his chair at the teachers table. Was dinner always this loud? Draco looked to his right and saw that there were two empty seats, one beside him and the other in between Zabini and Granger. Draco decided he was tired of guessing. Discretely pointing his wand at the side of his head, he whispered, "Ecutai" Suddenly all the voices in the room were magnified. He focused on one voice, the voice he knew would only tell the truth. Dumbledore was leaning in towards Minerva and talking quietly.
"…….know how they found out. I've strictly forbidden the teachers from speaking of it until they are ready to introduce themselves to next generation of Hogwarts students."
"Do you have any idea how long that will take Dumbledore? The students aren't nearly as stupid as we give them credit for. They know something is going on. Something big. They can practically smell it."
"I know Minerva, but I don't control Harry and I don't even know Mr. Vondotte." Draco shook his head quickly. He hadn't heard that last part right. Harry? Harry who? Just then the Great Hall doors where thrust open and two men dressed in muggle clothes stumbled into the Great Hall. Draco examined the one who straightened the fastest, first. He was rather short, maybe 5'7" or 5'8". He had an almost too pretty face, with dark auburn hair and nearly black eyes that were wide and innocent. When the second figure straighten the first thing Draco noticed was that he had great legs, long, muscular and tightly clad in black denim. Draco let his eyes travel up the rest of the body before him. A slender waist and shoulders, wrapped in a dark green t-shirt, and long, flawless neck, square jaw, full lips, slightly sharp nose, and stunning Jade eyes. Wait. Beautiful, almond shaped eyes, surrounded by thick, long lashes? No.Friggin.Way.In.Hell. Draco's eyes widened as he took in the very grown up Harry Potter who was walking up between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables. He was watching Dumbledore, who in turn was watching Daniel, who was watching Harry. Draco suddenly felt left out. Pouting slightly, he poked at the food on his plate and thought about the letter that Dumbledore had read to them a few days before. 'Blasted Potter.' Draco jumped slightly when a slim, toned body collapsed in the chair next to him. Not that he minded. He looked over and meet Potters bright green eyes. He made sure to turn his fascinated gaze quickly into a angry glare.
"Watch what your doing Potter, throwing yourself around. You don't own the world you know!" Harry smiled hugely before slapping Draco lightly on the back.
"Good to see you too, Malfoy. Pass the spotted dick, would you?" Draco glared but passed the food roughly. Harry just nodded and began to eat. Draco sat and watched as Harry blew on his hot soup and licked his spoon clean. He watched as Harry sucked on his finger after dipping it in the jam on his plate, he watched him and hardly noticed the rest of the room watching Harry as well.
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Jai sat back and ignored the stinging behind his eyes. He couldn't think, he couldn't feel. 'Why? Why do these things always happen to me?' He pretended not to notice the other students whispers or the way they laughed as he walked by. 'Who could have told them? I didn't tell anyone, but my brother, and there's no way he'd tell.' Jai said the Slytherin password loudly over the laughter coming from a group of boys some way down the hall. They were all glancing at Jai and laughing loudly. He knew what they were talking about, just like everyone else. 'Gay Jai' Being gay in Slytherin wasn't an option. It just didn't happen. They saw 'Fags' as being weak and Slytherins hate anything that makes them weak. He rushed past through the common room and threw himself down on his bed.
A few minutes later he heard the door open and his older brother, Sam, sat down next to him. God, but he was jealous of his older brother. Sam was in seventh year, he was tall with broad shoulders, slightly spiky blonde hair, and light blue eyes. He was the Slytherin heart throb. Right under Professor Malfoy, that is. Jai, on the other hand, was short and slight, with dark blond hair and plain brown eyes. He had a small nose and freckles. Freckles! Slytherins don't get freckles! If that weren't bad enough, Sam was good at everything, while the only thing Jai excelled at was painting. But Jai could never hate his older brother, never. Sam was his hero, his rock, if you will. Through everything Sam had always put Jai first, making sure he was happy. Sam loved Jai more than anything in the world. He was his little brother, he had to protect and guide him. Make sure he turned out like their parents would have wanted. When Jai had told him he thought he was gay, Sam had been so confused. His first thought was that Jai was joking, then anger that Jai would do this. Of course Sam had finally gotten over it and accepted that no matter what, Jai was Jai. Earlier when he had heard someone in the hall say 'Gay Jai' he'd thought he had misheard. But no. The whole house knew, which meant in a matter of hours the whole school would know.
"I didn't tell. You know that right? I would never do that to you." Jai sighed but refused to meet his brother's gaze.
"Yes, I believe you. I just don't understand how this could have gotten out! I was so careful. What am I going to do, Sam? They'll torture me! They'll humiliate me! I just…I.." Sam pulled his brother into his arms and let him sob. Sam swore when he found out who had told his brothers secret he'd make them pay. Make the pay for making his brother cry.
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Daniel ignored Zabini, even as he could feel his eyes on him the entire dinner. He was sitting between Zabini and a pretty woman with thick brown hair who kept looking at Zabini and himself and smirking. Every time she did this, Zabini would glare at her before turning his piercing gaze back to himself. Daniel leaned forward slightly and looked down the table. There was Harry. He was actually eating, even if it wasn't much. The man sitting beside him was watching him with an almost frightening intensity. Daniel ignored the pointless jealously he felt. 'Harry doesn't like you like that you great sod! Get over him already, its pointless!' Daniel sighed quietly, then jumped when he felt a light hand land on his back.
"Are you alright, Vondotte?" Zabini actually looked concerned. Daniel nodded and gave Zabini a small smile.
"Call me Daniel, and yes, thank you, I'm fine." Daniel watched out of the corner of his eye as Zabini leaned back and mouthed to the girl on Daniel's right, 'He told me to call him Daniel!' He didn't see what the woman said, but Zabini's beautiful eyes darkened and he mouthed, 'Eat me' before facing forward once again. Daniel smiled at him.
" 'Eat me'? And here I was thinking you were wanting me to do that." Zabini looked shocked for a moment before practically purring.
"Oh, but I thought you never would!"
"I knew you were smarter than you looked. Good thing really, other wise you'd be brain dead." Daniel heard the woman on his right choke with giggles and stick out her hand.
"I've just got to meet you personally. I'm Hermione Granger, Harry old friend from school; and your Daniel of course." Daniel nodded.
"Yes, yes I am. It's terribly nice to meet you Hermione."
"You as well Daniel. I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Blaise Bashing is a national holiday to us Gryffindors. Since you're pretty much an honorary one anyways I think I should introduce you to the sport. Zabini, you great git. Leave Daniel here alone. I thought it was pretty obvious he doesn't like you."
"Doesn't like me now, Granger. But he will, I grow on people. 'Blaise Bashing' is that what you call it? Bloody hell! I knew the Gryffindors were losers, but I never thought that they would be big enough losers not to have anything better to do with their time then sit around thinking about ways to insult little old me. I'm flattered."
"Don't be."
"Why not? I have my own nation pass time. I'm a sport." Zabini turned to Daniel. "Want to give me a test drive? A little one on one, maybe? Come on, I know you know how to handle your balls." Daniel slowly licked his lips before leaning into Zabini slightly.
"More than you'll ever know, Zabini." Zabini looked disappointed for a moment before huffing.
"Call me Blaise, I'm calling you Daniel."
"Fine."
"Your not really going to join his Zabini bashing are you? I don't think my little heart can take anymore rejection from you." Daniel snorted.
"Grow from your pain."
"Yes, oh wise and knowledgeable muggle! Right away! I'm growing as we speak." Hermione choked again before whispering.
"I'm sure you are."
"So, Daniel, have dinner with me?"
"I already am."
"I mean just me."
"Why should I?"
"Because I'd be terribly flattered if you would."
"That's not encouraging me at all."
"I'll be forever in your debt."
"Mmmmm…."
"Come on, Daniel. One date! Just one. You know you want to."
"Okay, we can go. But don't call it a date or I'll poke your eyes out with this fork." Zabini stood up and faced the blonde who was still watching Harry.
"HEY! DRACO! HE SAID HE'D GO ON A DATE WITH ME! YOU OWE ME FIFTY BUCKS!"
"I'm going to act like that didn't happen."
"I told him I was going to ask you out. He bet me fifty dollars you'd say no. But I knew you'd say yes eventually."
"Yes, well, I'm already regretting that lack on sanity."
"You won't regret it after the date. I promise."
"I thought I told you not to call it a date!"
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Harry could feel Draco watching him. It was starting to freak him out a little. Finally he turned to Malfoy and stared right back.
"What, exactly are you staring at, Malfoy?"
"Simply the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." Harry turned and looked behind him, then felt completely stupid. Turning back around he glared at Malfoy.
"That was pointless Malfoy. Make jabs about me later, alright?"
"That wasn't a jab. That was the truth. Where have you been Harry? Why did you leave?"
"D-Did you just call me Harry?"
"Yes, well I think we're a little to old for the whole, 'Potter hates Malfoy' thing. Don't you?"
"I suppose."
"Are you gay?" Harry choked on his pumpkin juice and Draco gently patted him on the back.
"NO! Why did you even ask that?"
"Just curious. Are you bi?"
"NO! I'm straight, straight as anyone could ever be."
"The only difference between a straight man and a bi one is about six beers."
"That was actually pretty funny, M-Draco. At the wrong time, but funny non-the-less."
"Yep, that's me. Inappropriate humor man. I have a cape."
"I'm sure you do. Are you gay? Is that why you were asking?"
"Yes, I'm gay, but that's not why I was asking."
"Then why?"
"Because you're hot and if you were gay I figured……"
"OH! Oh. Wow. No, sorry, I'm not gay. But I am flattered Draco, really."
"Don't worry. I'm not discouraged in the least. You'll give in, I know it." Harry suddenly went quiet.
"I'm not really into dating Malfoy. Not now, not even if I were gay. Look, I've got to go. I'll talk to you later." Harry got up and rushed out the back doors, leading to the teachers lounge.
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Harry shut his door slowly and leaned against it. He hadn't had to think of witty come backs since Diana died. Harry felt his heart break all over again. 'Damn Malfoy. Damn him and his flirting, Malfoy and his perfect face. Damn him.' Harry pushed away from the door and walked over to his Appa Player'. He put his wand tip to the front of the small magic box and said the name of the song he wanted. When the music started flowing into the room, Harry collapsed on his bed and closed his eyes. Diana and his song. It was their favorite. They danced to it that first night they meet. It had been Diana obsession ever since.
'Oh gently lay your head
Upon my chest
And I will comfort you
Like a mother while you rest
The tide can change so fast
But I will stay
The same through past, the same through future,
The same today
I am constant
And I am near
I am peace that shatters all your secret fears
I am holy, I am wise
I'm the only one who knows your
Hearts desires, your hearts desires
Oh weary tired and worn
Let out your sighs
And drop that heavy load you pull
Cause mine is light
And I know through and through
There's no need to hide
I want to show you love that is deep, and high, and wide
Cause I am constant
And I am near
I am peace that shatters all your secret fears
I am holy, I am wise
I'm the only one who knows your
Hearts desires, your hearts desires
Oh gently lay your head
Upon my chest
And I will comfort you like a mother
While you rest'
Harry quietly cried himself to sleep.
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Daniel saw Harry stand up and leave, a distressed look on his face. Daniel tried to get up but Blaise grabbed his arm and nodded heavily towards the doors. Daniel looked up just in time to see the blonde man from earlier close the door. Feeling worried and useless, Daniel sat back down, barely noticing when Blaise gently put his arm around Daniel's shoulders.
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Hermione frowned as she watched all of this. Something was going on. She knew it, and it was going to drive her crazy if she didn't find out what was wrong with Harry. She calmed when she felt Ron slip her hand in his and squeezed slightly. Ron smiled at her and raised a hand to push her hair behind her ear. She leaned forward and gave him a sweet kiss before turning to look down at her blood pudding. 'Oh joy.' She looked over at Ron and giggled when she saw him slowly pull his spoon from his mouth before swallowing heavily and looking at Hermione with distress. She grabbed her wand and did a quick cleaning spell on Ron's mouth.
"Don't see how Percy can stand that stuff!"
"Me neither. Oh! Poor Penelope! Well, don't expect any more kisses from me until you brush you teeth. Good." Ron pouted and Hermione went back to thinking, their hands still linked beneath the table.
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A/N-Well, that was LONG! I know your all probably scratching your heads, but I swear, everyone I put in this fic, down to the smallest part, is very important to the plot. Yes there is a plot. This is Romance, but is also Drama and Mystery/horror. I have big plans for J.K.'s poor characters. Something is coming. Something no one expects, no even Dumbledore. Oh yeah! More deaths in near future. Just a little warning.
THANKS:
HyperBunnyAttack-(I love your name!) Wow! Thanks! Well, here you go. What do you think?
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DestinyEntwinements-Thanks! Don't worry about it, I was being playful. And DUH! H/D is the best. I hate those 'Harry cant make up his mind' fanfics. No. H/D all the way!
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