mmhmm yes here it is, long awaited chapter 8. chapter 9 should be up in a week or so, if I get enough reviews.
"He looks rather red dont you think"
"Well what do you think Ron! He's had quite of a shock"
"I know but still...he's all bruised up and what not"
"Yeah I'm surprised he's not purple"
"Keep your voices down! Your going to wake him up"
"I think he's still pretty knocked out"
"Unless we give him a good shaking"
"Dont you even"
Harry shifted in his sleep, hearing familiar voices all around him. "Look he's waking up! Harry! Harry can you hear me"
"Honestly Ron dont do that"
"Yeah Ron. Honestly. Stupid git"
Harry heard a few snickers. He wasnt sure if he was dreaming, or if he was about to wake up.
His eyes fluttered open. And he was greeted by a few familiar faces, that of Hermione, Ron, Fred and George. "Thank goodness your awake!" exclaimed Hermione throwing herself ontop of Harry, "Oh we were so worried! It's a good thing I found you"
"We found you." corrected Ron.
"We found you," Hermione said rolling her eyes, "You were in the closet and all bloody. I thought we should have taken you to the hospital wing. But Ron thought otherwise..."
"Well I dont know...it looked a little suspicious too me, and I didnt want the whole school knowing you had been bloodied up in some broom closet." Said Ron shrugging, "Unless you feel you need to go to the hospital wing"
Harry smiled, thankful for Ron not taking him to the hospital wing. The last thing he needed was the whole school knowing he had been raped. "No I'm good. Thanks Ron." Ron nodded and sat on the corner of Harry's bed, "So what happened to you?" Harry shrugged, "I honestly dont remember," he lied, "Someone dragged me into a closet and beat me up. That's pretty much it."
Hermione quirked an eyebrow, just a little unsure of Harry's response, "Are you sure you dont remember what happened to you?" She laid a hand on Harry's knee, "You can tell us Harry, you know that"
Harry nodded, "I know. I just dont feel like discussing it right now." He fumbled with the tags on his blanket, "This stuff happens alot you know? I'll talk later"
There was an awkward silence in the room, Harry wasnt exactly sure if he should open up to his friends or not.
And he didnt feel like telling his troubles when Fred and George were right there...
"Well if that's that," said Fred, "Then me and George are going off to bed. Good night gentlemen," he bowed, "And fair Lady." George curtsied and followed his twin out of the room.
Harry sat up, "Now that they are gone. I'll tell you." Ron and Hermione leaned in, listening intently as Harry recounted the events that had gone on in the broom closet. Hermione shook her head, "But Draco...why would he do something like that?" her eyebrows furrowed in thought, "He's got a reputation to keep up you know"
"Yeah but he knew Harry wouldnt go to Dumbledore about it," said Ron, "I know I wouldnt." He shuddered, thinking about the whole thing happening to himself rather than Harry, "Absolutely terrible." he said quietly.
The awkward silence returned as Harry looked at both of his friends, waiting for them too say something. Ron was lost in thought, and Hermione was thinking of the right words too say. Just as Harry was about to say he needed to get some rest, Hermione opened her mouth -
"Harry, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" she said tentatively, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Are you gay?" she winced, hoping she didnt make him upset.
Harry was dumbstruck, he knew Hermione would have probably been the first one to guess it, but it was too soon. He wasnt all that ready to tell them yet. He bit his lip. Should he come out in the open now? Should he tell his two closest friends what he was really like? Hermione already had some sort of clue, but this would kill Ron, he knew it. He looked up at Ron who was staring at the floor, expressionless. "Yes...I am..." he forced his eyes shut as he heard a quiet gasp escape Hermione's lips. Ron just sat there, motionless. "I knew it," he said, his eyes boring into the floor, "I knew it...I just knew it."
"But this dosent change anything, right Harry?" said Hermione, tears starting too well up in her eyes, "You will still be friends, right Ron?" she looked at Ron, searching for an answer, "Right Ron?" But Ron just sat there, no expression, no feeling or thought. Harry knew that Ron would never feel the same way again. He already knew how Ron felt about homosexuality. It was rarely discussed in the magical world, and now that it turned out his two brothers were also gay (let alone that they were gay with eachother), Harry was sure Ron would never speak to him again.
"I dont know what to think." said Ron quietly, getting up from Harry's bed. He walked over to his own bed and closed the curtains. "He'll adjust," whispered Hermione, "You've been friends for too long. He wouldnt throw away that friendship"
Harry nodded in hope that Hermione was right, but he was still skeptical.
Hermione gave him a soft kiss on the forehead goodnight, and she left him there, alone and in his thoughts. Harry doubted he would get any sleep that night, his mind racing with so many thoughts of the day's events. The thought of Draco hurting him kept running over and over in his mind. How could he do this to me? he thought, Why would he hurt me? Of course Draco Malfoy had always wanted to hurt him. Yet, Harry had thought Draco felt strongly about him. Harry's eyes were starting to close, and before he knew it he was dreaming about flying on his broomstick, soaring high above the clouds. He felt invincible, no one could touch him or hurt him now. Then the dream changed.
He was in his dormitory, yet it was empty, let alone him and one other person. He couldnt quite make out this person's face, yet the voice seemed so familiar. Harry's clothes were strewn all about the floor, and he lay completely naked on his bed. "Shh," said the voice, "I dont want anyone to know what were about too do"
Harry's lips curled into a smile, "I know," he said, "God forbid they know about us"
The voice chuckled, "God forbid..." Harry was being kissed, familiar hands searching his bare body. The voice spoke again, "I've been wanting to do this since 2nd year," the hands ran over Harry's bare chest, "I've been waiting to do this..." Harry smiled, "I know," he said, "I've been waiting as well"
Harry knew this was a boy. A boy he knew very well in fact. Harry felt the hands run over his member, he stiffened under the touch, his lips meeting the other boy's. The other boy was naked too, he could tell. But he still couldnt make out the face, it was still a blur.
"I know you've been hurt Harry..." said the voice softly, "Do to me what they've done too you." "No," said Harry, "I dont want to hurt you like they did"
"Trust me," said the voice, their fingers running through Harry's thick hair, "I want this"
The other boy's body lay flat on the bed next to Harry; and without thought, Harry, sat up, straddling the other boy, teasing the boy's anus with his member. "I cant do this..." said Harry, tears starting to form in his eyes, "I really cant"
"Yes you can," said the boy, "I want you to Harry...I love you"
Harry was dumbstruck, the voice had finally registered in his brain. "Oh my God..." he said trembling, "It's you"
The other boy's fingers went up to Harry's lips, silencing him, "Shh Harry," he said gently, "Dont let them hear us"
"I cant do this to you..." he said getting off of the other boy, "This isnt right"
"Yes you can," said the voice grabbing Harry by the wrists, "Harry please do this too me..."
Harry shook himself awake. He shot up and looked around the room. Everyone was still asleep, including Ron who's curtains were still shut. Harry couldnt remember if he had shut his own curtains. As soon as he climbed out of bed, he realized he was completely naked, "Oh my God!" he whispered to himself, "My clothes! Where are they?" His mind flashed back to the dream he had been having. It had to have been a dream, he thought, It had to have been! I would have woken up if something like that had actually happened!
"But it did happen..." said a voice behind him.
Harry spun around, his green eyes widened, "Oh my God..." he gasped, "So it was you..."