Chapter 12

Harry was heart-broken. How could it all have gone so wrong? He had thought Draco was The One. He truly had believed that he and Draco were meant to spend the rest of the night…oops, he meant the rest of their lives together. Why had Draco not felt the love? WHY!

Harry was just crumpling down further to have a good sob when he heard the sound of hems gliding over cobblestones. He twisted himself around to find himself face to face with Snape. Snape thrust a bottle into Harry's hand.

"Here, you look like you need this." Snape muttered.

Harry looked up at Snape with a perturbed expression. Why was Snape giving him something? Was he trying to poison him.

"I'm not trying to do anything to you, don't worry. I know I haven't been your favourite person in the past, and you certainly haven't been mine, but I can see you're upset, and everyone needs some help. Besides, I admire your bravery at coming to the meeting tonight. Not everyone has the courage to openly come out. Here, it's only Goblin Gin." Snape gave the bottle a nod.

Harry took a tentative sip. He was surprised at how good it tasted. He handed it back to Snape, who took a sip and passed it back. They passed to bottle back and forth for quite some time, until they found it to be empty.

Harry blinked at the bottle. "It's empty." He said sadly. He was about to start sobbing again, so Slape, (or was it Snape?) got up and got another bottle.

They were 2 thirds of the way through the bottle when Snape stood up and decided to make a speech. "Harry, my schon, I know we haven't been on the best of terms, but I'm gonna make that up to you, I schwear! I always knew there was something spchecial about you, and not just that you were the Choosen One or whatever. No, your true uniquenesh lies in your schexuality, Harry. Scho, I embrace you for what you truly are. Harry, I love you!"

Harry was truly touched by the moment, but couldn't find the words to express it. So he merely raised the bottle and said "Cheers!"

They finished the bottle together. It then occurred to them that it would be hard for them, in their state, to get back to their beds. Luckily for them, the chamber, for some reason, had a large double bed. I cannot think of much that would explain what happened next, except for the fact that they were highly inebriated.