A/N – Hey guys, I'm really really sorry that this took so long, but I haven't been able to do much lately. This one is really short, but I need to start off slowly again. Thanks so much for your patience. xx
Disclaimer – if, for some reason you mistake my writing for J.K Rowling's, then thank you very much. But…as im not her…don't sue Bec.
Chapter 9
Draco could only stare at Harry, as the other boy ducked his head. Draco, not knowing what Harry felt, took a step backwards, and stammered out "I-I'm sorry. I-I'll just l-leave now."
At this, Harry's head shot up. "Why are you leaving? What did I do wrong?"
Draco turned to face Harry, a look of shock upon his face, "It was my fault. You didn't do anything wrong."
Harry looked confused. "Draco, I don't understand. Why are you leaving? What happened? If I recall properly, we just kissed. And now you're leaving. Do you not want this or something?"
Draco nearly laughed, he was so astonished. "Not want this? Bloody hell Potter, I've been wanting this – and you – for almost three years."
Harry began to smile – a real smile – when Draco said that. "It's funny…I've felt like that for a while too. I thought you'd noticed."
"I did…hence the extra taunts and hexes I threw at you," Draco smirked, "I didn't want you to know. But then at the beginning of the year…I decided that I needed to tell you how I felt. I stopped caring about the consequences. How I felt was "eating me up inside"", Draco said, making quote marks with his fingers. "I thought that as soon as I saw you I would be able to tell you, except…I was too nervous. I didn't know how I would tell you, or how you'd react. I always had my hopes, but…there was always so much shit between us, so I didn't know. And so then, I decided to write you a letter. It took me almost an hour," Draco said laughing.
Harry's jaw dropped. "That was you! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" He said, jumping around in excitement.
Draco laughed again. "Oh God Harry, if I ever had doubts about you being queer, you just convinced me."
Harry began to turn a vivid shade of red. "Yeah, Hermione told me I was queer before I told her and Ron."
Draco gulped, "You told them? What did they say? Did you tell them about liking me?"
Harry began to pace, not answering Draco.
"Harry, what did they do? What happened?"
Harry sighed, "Lets just say that…they…they didn't take it too well. Ron chucked a shit at me – didn't talk to me for a week. Hermione…I think the only reason she accepted me more is because she wanted Ron to accept it. But…Ron's still pretty much in denial – after 3 months. It so…aggravating." Harry said. Draco waited until Harry was standing in front of him, and then pushed him backwards into the wall, gently touching his lips to the other boys. Harry deepened the kiss, until they heard footsteps coming down the corridor. Harry moved away from Draco, and both began to scowl – just in time to see Lucius Malfoy stalk around the corner.
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Sorry bout the cliffie guys, but I could only really do this much at the moment. I will update as soon as I can. xx