Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or any of the books and I am not
getting paid for this, I just own the plot.

Ok befor i start i want to give a HUGE thanks to Aurilia and i want to say Sorry to Spunky Slytherin for updating with out her help too but, i just wanted to get thins up befor i went to texas.

This is my first fanfic guys, so tell me if it's good or not. I want to know
if it's good because if it isn't then I won't write fics anymore. Thanks 3
Steph

And guys, remember to r&r, please. It will mean
a lot to me.
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Draco's POV

Draco realized he was gay in his fourth year. He spent much of the
remaining year shagging any willing Slytherin bloke, but that did not
fulfill his desires. He wanted the Boy-Who-Lived. He wanted Harry Potter,
the boy he had taunted all those years. And now he wanted him. Of course,
the Slytherin Prince could not just go up to Harry and tell him he liked
him. No. That would not do at all. He wanted Harry to approach him, but
if Harry didn't do that soon. Draco feared his little secret would slip out
anyway.

Draco had thought it would be harder than it now appeared; after all, Harry
had hated him ever since their first year, but the little incident at Diagon
Alley changed his mind. Draco had spotted Harry staring at him. Draco
winked at him and gave a sly little smile. To his surprise, Harry gave a
shy little smile right back, but was then interrupted by his godfather,
Sirius Black. By the way Harry looked, it seemed he had not told Black he
was gay. Of course, Draco hadn't told his own godfather either, but that
was beside the point.

Draco knew for sure that Harry was gay. Harry had gone out with Dean Thomas
in forth year. Draco had caught Harry and Dean kissing in the hallways
every so often and that's when Draco knew he was gay. That's when Draco
realized he wanted Harry, and as everyone knows, a Malfoy always gets what
they want.

Harry's POV

Harry had finally made up his mind. He was going to tell Sirius. Harry
went down the master staircase of number 12 Grimmauld Place and slipped into
the kitchen. Sirius was frying some bacon and eggs even though it was
nearly noon. Sirius smiled cheerfully at Harry, "Morning, Harry."

"Morning Siri," Harry Grunted. Harry was not a morning person. On the
other hand Sirius was always very cheerful in the morning, and if Harry hadn't
known better, he'd swear Sirius took Speed or something every day. "How'd
you sleep?"

"Excellent," Sirius replied, eyes twinkling.

Harry just raised an eyebrow. He knew he didn't want to know exactly why
Sirius' eyes would twinkle like that, so he didn't ask. "Sirius, I have to
tell you something before I go off to school."

"What is it, Harry? You know you can tell me anything." Sirius said, the
smile replaced by something more serious.

"I-I don't know how to explain this but." Harry stammered.

"Go on, Harry. You can tell me anything." Sirius reiterated, sounding
concerned.

"Promise you won't freak?" Harry asked quickly.

Sirius just raised an eyebrow and said "Of course, Harry. I promise I won't
freak."

"Sirius, I. I-I'm gay." Harry lowered his head in shame.
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I'm leaving you guys with a cliffhanger. I won't be able to update for
about 2-3 weeks. I'm going down to Texas to see family and I don't want
them to know I'm doing this. My family doesn't even know about this, so
yeah. But I will update as soon as I can.

Something new I'm trying:

This chapter was brought to you by: MCR, The Used, Senses Fail, my mom and
nana bickering; Riding up to the mountains; My one friend trying to figure
out what the hell I was writing but I wouldn't let him see b/c I knew he
would think I was weird; Smack and Speak; and a lot more shit that I can't
remember.