Chapter 3

Author's note – I blame this on too much vodka, loud music and dried cherries! I don't actually hold the same views about Harry as Ron and Hermione…so don't blame me. This is based upon other people's opinions, not mine.

Disclaimer – I don't own anything. At this moment, I don't own any characters in this story.

Just for you Roni (I can spell!)

LadyDragonWolfKnight – it's kinda explained here. He walked in while he was thinking. He didn't actually realise where he was.

C.Y.S. – thankyou. There's a oneshot called Two…and that's it at the moment.

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"Why am I here? Do you really want to know why I'm here Malfoy? Why do you care? It doesn't affect your perfect little life in any way, so it really shouldn't matter ti you. Any hey…while we're at it…what the hell are you doing here? Why don't you share this fascinating titbit of information with me before you attempt to pry into my life?"

"Yes. I really would like to know why you're here. As you remember, I'm a Malfoy. Malfoys don't ask pointless questions. Hah. You make it seem like you're proud to be a Malfoy. You know you aren't. Besides, why not just tell him why you're interested? It would save a lot of hassle. Merlin Potter, do you really believe that my life's perfect? If you do, you're stupider than people give yo credit for. Did you hang out with Longbottom over the holidays or something?"

"Yes Malfoy. The muggles actually permitted me to leave my bedroom and talk to wizards. In fact, they were feeling extra positive and accepting. So I also told them I was gay. This in turn lead to a family hug, with Dudley introducing me to some of his gay friends." here Harry sunk down into one of the chairs in the room. With a sigh, he raised his head to look at Draco. "All this was instead of whacking me every time I wasn't perfect. And calling me a freak at every chance they could find. For Merlin's sake Malfoy, in the short time I see them they manage to insult me or hurt me than you do in a whole year."

Draco could only stare at Harry, his words shocking him. But before he could say anything to Harry, the taller boy stood up and pushed past him, out into the empty corridor.

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"I wonder where Harry went 'Mione. He hasn't come back since we told him about us."

"Ron, I'm sure he'll be fine. He just needs time to adjust. I mean, it look us time to adjust to him, so we can't exactly expect for him to be ok about us straight away."

"But 'Mione, what we have is normal. He should be able to accept it. It's just so…natural. What we had to accept isn't. It's un-natural. It's something that takes time to get used to."
" Listen to me Ron. I know that it's not normal to feel like he does. But we can't help how he feels. We just have to support him in whoever he loves. And if they hurt him…then we hurt them." said Hermione with an evil glint in her eye.

"I know. You're right. As usual." Ron happily kissed Hermione. As she deepened the kiss he leaned into her until they were lying on the couch. Hermione purred into the kiss, and Ron was about to unbutton her shirt when Harry came through the portrait hole.

"Geez guys. Knock it off! I don't want to be scarred for life!" he said laughingly.

"Oh Harry! We were so worried about you. Where have you been?" said Hermione.

"Mmm. You looked very worried." At this comment Ron blushed scarlet. Trying to take the heat off him and Hermione, he asked, "So mate, any ideas on who the letter was from yet?" Hermione almost fell off her chair in shock.

"You got an anonymous letter? From who? Wait…stupid question," both boys laugher, and Hermione glared at them, "don't you think you should get it checked out? It might be dangerous."

"I really don't think that this was a dangerous letter 'Mione. Its from a "secret admirer" I don't think someone would go to the trouble of making me feel loved purely to hex me or something."

"Oh Harry! You have an admirer! Can I read the letter? Please please please?"

Laughing, Harry pulled the letter out of his robes.

"Here. See if you can get any hints from it. I'm stumped. I can't work out who I'm supposed to have a past with. Apart from Voldemort, and he wouldn't exactly be sending me love letters. More like hate howlers."

Hermione read the letter, then re-read it to make sure she remembered most of it, Shrugging, she handed it back."

"I don't know Harry. The only person who I know that you have a past with and is also gay is Malfoy. And…that doesn't really bear thinking about."

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Idiot. Why didn't you stop him? You were talking to him! That's a good thing. And on the bright side, you learnt some stuff. Not that it was good stuff…but you never know. You might learn about a Harry that no one else knows. And at least you know for sure that he's gay. Draco sighed. He'd been so close to Harry…it was almost unbearable to see him hurt by the muggles he was talking about though. I mean really. He's Harry Potter. Every one loves him. Saviour of the wizarding world blah blah blah. I thought his life would be perfect in the muggle world too.