Hope For The Future

By:Jade Higurashi

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter universe… unfortunately, I could only wish.

Author's Notes: Hello All! I'm baackk! I'm really sorry for the wait, as always. It turns out that this year, I only have one study hall, and it's only on two days out of a six day cycle at my school. Although I had the absolute pleasure of going to a computer camp, held by the Social Services department in my county. I got to go to Niagara Falls (I live about a half an hour drive from there) and for a whole weekend, programmed a new computer, and at the end of our stay, we got to keep our computer. So I'm on my brand new Dell Computer!

Thank You's are at the end of the chapter!

Italics are character thoughts!

Chapter 6: The Talk and Hogwarts


12 Grimmauld Place- August 7th: 11:30 am
Harry lie in his bed looking up at the ceiling, a million thoughts going through his head at once. Draco had already knocked on his door to tell him that breakfast was ready at 11:05, but he'd ignored him. The events of yesterday were swirling through his head. This summer had been okay, Sirius still lingering in his mind, depression and cutting setting in, but the best thing of all had been Draco coming into his life, and they had a new budding friendship.

Shopping with Draco yesterday was eye opening. The shopping was interesting enough, but then they got their nipples pierced. The way that Draco slightly grabbed his hand and squeezed, it was enough to drive anyone crazy. Dinner afterwards was pleasant, a sit-down dinner at a nice French restaurant, where they talked and got to know each other better. Diagon Alley was next, they passed by all the stores, stopping into one or another to get an item or two. They saw Madam Malkin's robe shop and Harry brought up when they first met there before their first year.

"Hey Draco, remember when we first met in there before we started at Hogwarts?"

"Oh yeah, I remember now.'

"You were all like, 'Slytherin, I must get in Slytherin or I will be struck by lightning and die a most horrible death!'"

"I wasn't talking like that you prat!"

"And then you started talking about Quidditch, and complaining like a little baby that you couldn't bring your broom to school."

"I do not complain like a baby!" Whined Draco.

"And you know what Draco."

"What?"

"I had no fucking clue what you were talking about. Quidditch, Slytherin, and brooms. I thought you were off your rocker."

The other events of the day went through his mind, that mantra of those five words that went through his brain, which led him to cutting himself again, which led to…

"Oh… My… God. The Veritaserum, damn it all to hell, I actually told Draco how I feel. He's going to hate me and be disgusted by me, I know it!"

Harry got out of bed and went looking for his small metal friend. He looked in all his usual hiding places, but no razor blades remained.

"Oh fuck the world! They actually found and took all of my blades. This day just can't get any fucking better!"

After being very pissed off for a half an hour, Harry figured he might as well go downstairs and face the humiliation and doom that was coming to him. The brunette pulled on a pair of jeans and a Hogwarts crest tee shirt, and walked downstairs as slowly as possible. Once at the bottom, he slammed through the kitchen's swinging door to see the people he just didn't want to face at this second in time. He just ignored them all, and walked over to the cupboard and took out his box of Pop-Tarts, grabbed a package of two, ripped it open, then stuck one in his mouth on the way over to the fridge. He opened the refrigerator, took out the pitcher of orange juice, then went to the hutch and grabbed a glass, poured the drink, then drank a big gulp after biting off the Pop- Tart piece.

"Good morning Harry." Said Draco, dressed in a random tee and pajama pants, his hands around a full mug of green tea.

Harry mumbled something that no one could understand, but knew his tone of voice was pissed off.

The brunette sat at the far end of the table where no one was sitting, and ate and drank in peace.

After every crumb of Cherry Pop-Tart, and every drop of orange juice were gone, Harry finally spoke.

"Ron, Hermione, Draco, Ginny, and the Twins, I need to talk to you in about half an hour in my room."

Everyone was so excited that Harry spoke, that no one worried about what Harry had to talk about.

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35 Minutes Later, Harry's room

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The seven of them were seated in the middle of Harry's room, all laying, leaned up against, or sitting on the massive amounts of pillows that littered Harry's room.

"We'll get to what happened yesterday later, but now I need to focus on the most important thing right now, and that's the prophecy." Began Harry

"But Harry, we don't even know what it said, how can it even be relevant?" Asked Hermione

"Oh, but that's where you're actually wrong 'Mione, I know what it says."

"Holy crap, Hermione wrong, are we in an alternate universe?" Asked Ginny sarcastically

"Gin, this isn't a time to joke." Said Fred

"Sorry." Said the youngest Weasley

"So what you're saying Harry, is that you know what the prophecy means, and how it includes you and Voldemort?" Asked Hermione

"That's exactly what I meant." Replied Harry

"Then tell us what it bloody said already!" Said Ron

"It says that I have to kill Voldemort by myself." Harry said as calm as he could be.

He could tell that they were shocked.

"…B...B…By yourself?" Stuttered Ginny

"Yea Gin, that's basically what is says. The child born at the end of July has to kill old Volders." Replied the raven haired boy.

"Did you just call him Volders?" Laughed Fred

"Yea, I guess I did. Might as well throw in some humor into the situation, lighten the mood ya know."

"But Harry, you've got to be terrified!" Said Hermione

"Who wouldn't be Hermione? If someone told you that you were going to be the savior of the Wizarding World, and that you might die in the process, wouldn't you be scared as all fuck?"

Hermione nodded her head.

"Harry, there must be some way we can help mate." Said Ron

"The only way I can think of is the Death Eaters. Draco and Snape can find out what they're up to, and then if they attack, we'll need the DA. Next time old Dumbledore decides to show his old face, Hermione you're going to ask if we can continue it, and maybe make it a club or something, get as many as possible to train, to help the Order. I'm sure if need be, Tonks, Moody, or even Remus could come and help out once in a while."

"I'll ask as soon as Professor Dumbledore comes. Actually I overheard Tonks and Mrs. Weasley talking, and I guess he's coming for dinner tonight, to update the Order on things, and to hand deliver our OWL results along with our school letters. I'll ask him then!" Said Hermione cheerfully

"Oh goody goody gumdrops! Dumbledore's coming!" Harry squealed sarcastically

"So… um… Harry, what…umm… was with, you know, yesterday?" Asked Hermione

"Yesterday? I didn't say anything stupid did I? Stupid Veritaserum, and now they've taken all my razor blades away, what the bloody hell!"

There was silence all around.

"Okay, so I said something really stupid. It wasn't that bad, was it?"

More silence.

"Okay I get the picture, I said something really really retarded. Now tell me what the fuck it was."

"Well Harry, you basically told Drake here that you love him." Said Ginny

"Oh fuck, bloody fucking hell. Can this day get any better?" Harry said, burying his face in his hands.

"Well since this has come to my attention, I think I'd like some time alone."

Everyone made their way to Harry's door, but Hermione stopped.

"You know I'm always here for you if you wanna talk. About anything."

"Thanks 'Mione. I know." Replied Harry

Harry sat down on his bed with his head in his hands and started to cry.

Meanwhile, with Draco

I should really tell him how I feel, but he seemed really upset. I don't want to hurt him more than he already is. Maybe I should just go talk to him, comfort him. Thought the youngest Malfoy, Draco.

He got up from the chair he was sitting in, and walked towards the door. He walked towards Harry's room, and not surprisingly, found the door closed and locked. He knocked.

Back with Harry

There was a knock at the door. Harry whipped his tears n his arm, and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Who is it?" Harry asked

"It's me, Draco. I just wanna talk."

The butterflies in Harry's stomach jet propelling. His whole body felt as if he were on a roller coaster going over a hundred miles an hour.

"Come in." Replied the raven haired boy

The oak door swung open and the blond Slytherin walked in. Draco smiled at Harry, and the brunette gave a half smile back. Draco sat down on the edge of the bed next to Harry.

"About yesterday," Draco began

"Look, I don't want to talk about it." Harry snapped back.

"But I think it needs to be said. Did you really mean what you said?"

Harry gave him a bewildered look.

"Because if you did, well," Draco started blushing, "well, I just wanted to say that I love you too."

The look on Harry's face went from bewildered to shocked as all hell in a matter of seconds.

"Well I guess I'll be leaving now." Said Draco, hurriedly getting up and starting towards the door.

"Oh no you don't!" Said Harry grabbing Draco's arm, and pulling him down onto the bed.

"What the hell?" Said Draco as Harry climbed on top of him, so he wouldn't move.

And at that very moment that Harry was on top of Draco, the Twins walked in.

"So resolving some sexual tension, I see." Said George

"Just make sure to use protection!" Joked Fred

"But why would they need condoms if they're guys? It's not like they can get pregnant!" Asked George

"I know! Easy clean up!" Laughed Fred

The two on the bed just stared at them.

"Okay, we're leaving now, come on now George." Said Fred

The Twins left, and closed the door behind them.

"What the fuck was that about?" Questioned Draco

"They're just being dicks." Harry replied

"Harry?"

"Yes Draco."

"I wanna do this." Draco said before covering Harry's lips with his own.

Harry leaned into the kiss, both of them fighting for dominance, with Draco finally winning. Draco's hands seemed to gravitate to Harry's ass, and Harry moaned into his mouth when Draco's tongue swirled circles onto his own.

The blond removed his mouth from the brunette's and started to nibble on the tanner boy's neck.

"Oh Drake."

Being surprised at this nickname, Draco stopped immediately.

"Why did you stop?" Harry whined

"You called me Drake." Said Draco

"So what? It'll be your pet name" They both started laughing

"You know what Draco?"

"What?"

"I wanted to do that too." Harry said with a wink

He looked on the clock on the wall, it was nearly three. Just about everyone would be down to their late lunch like always, in minutes time. The two of them were still in their pajamas, and didn't smell too well either.

"Draco, lunch is going to be on the table in twenty minutes tops, and we have to shower and dress."

"Bloody hell, you take a quick shower while I go and get some clothes for myself."

"Okay, grab me jeans and a tee while you're at it, please." Harry said before running into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later Harry was smelling good, fresh out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Draco had got out some clothes for him, just like he had asked him to, but the blond had gone the extra mile by laying them out for him, and there was a note on top of his favorite t-shirt.

Harry heard the shower click on, and the water start to run.

Harry,

These past few days have been great. I'm so glad that we're close now. But one question,

Does this mean you're my boyfriend?

-Draco

Harry pondered this question while putting on his boxers, jeans, and one of his favorite t- shirts that read, "Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side and a dark side and it holds the universe together." With several "pieces of duct tape" running across the background. He slipped on a pair of Vans and looked at the clock, ten to three. He checked his appearance in his mirror, his hair was messy as always, nothing could ever fix that, not even the finest Muggle products.

There was a knock on his door.

"Come in."

Draco walked in with a Slytherin t-shirt and a pair of distressed jeans.

Harry hadn't even heard the shower turn off. He must have been in a daze thinking about the answer.

"Hey you." Said Draco, walking over to Harry and giving him a peck on the cheek.

"We better head on down to lunch, if we want food." Stated Harry.

"Okay." Draco replied wrapping his arm around the other boy's waist.

They headed down to the kitchen giggling like school girls, and whispering things into each other's ears, even though they were the only ones around.

As they entered the kitchen, Draco's hand mysteriously disappeared from Harry's ass, and they weren't joined at the hip. They took their seats as usual, and each grabbed a couple of grilled cheese sandwiches that Molly and Narcissa had made, off of the platter that was on the table. Harry also filled a bowl of tomato soup from the pot that was simmering on the stove, though reluctantly getting up from his seat next to Draco, he sat down with his soup, again next to the blond.

Ron and Hermione walked in together looking at each other with lovey-dovey eyes.

"Oh, and Draco," Started Harry.

Draco's eyes look up from his plate, "Yeah?"

"To that question you posed to me earlier, the answer is yes."

Draco's dull and grey eyes now had a gleaming sparkle to them, and had a huge smile on his face.

Everyone couldn't help but notice what had happened between these two at this particular lunch hour. Draco of course didn't give a flying fuck what they thought because he was ecstatic to be Harry Potter's boyfriend. I can't believe this is happening! Just a week ago I was getting daily beatings by that bastard Lucius. Now I've got a wonderful boyfriend that I couldn't love more.

Harry was in the exact same state of mind. Both ecstatic as hell, and couldn't wait for lunch to end to they could spend more time together… alone.

They both had the ESP to think of a correct concept between the two of them. To keep it their secret, or it could end up killing them both, Voldemort would get them. No one they knew could keep this big of a secret for long, even Hermione, who would almost always tell Ron. Then of course the whole world would know abut it. Well not the whole world, but the entire Weasley family, and half of the Order, which wouldn't be good at all.

Lunch soon ended by the 'endless' pile of grilled cheese finally ceasing to be refilled every two seconds. Then one by one someone got up and left to wherever they wanted to be. Harry didn't care where he was, as long as Draco was by his side.

A few minutes passed, and all who was left was the teenagers. Ron and Hermione were holding hands and talking.

"So you guys are going out, aren't you?" Asked Harry to his two best friends.

Hermione blushed, and Ron's ears turned that trademark shade of red that always happened when he was embarrassed, "Yeah we are." Said Ron

"Well I'm happy for ya." Replied Harry

"Like none of us saw it coming. Ha we all knew it would happen." Said George, who always, along with his twin, told exactly what they were thinking.

"Can I ask you guys a question?" Asked Draco

"You just did." Laughed Fred

"Go ahead Draco." Said Ginny

"What's going to happen when we go back to Hogwarts? Are we still going to hang out and be friends? It'll be difficult since we're both in different houses and everything."

"What if you could change houses." Harry stated

"But Harry, the Sorting Hat put him in Slytherin, I don't think there's anyway to change that." Hermione said

Draco started, "But…"

Harry cut him off, "We'll petition it! Get everyone in Gryffindor House to sign it! They'll have to since he's my boyfriend."

Every jaw in that kitchen became unhinged and dropped to the ground. Draco smacked himself in the forehead.

The whole group said, "HE'S YOUR WHAT!"

Harry tried to undo the damage, "He's my friend, that's a boy. Completely platonic, ya know." He stammered

"Harry, don't lie. When you lie, you basically try and make yourself believe it, but it doesn't work, and you stammer." Said Hermione

The Twins 'AHA!''d over the whole situation.

Draco was shaking his head at the whole situation.

Ron's jaw was still to the floor, and his eyes were glazed over. Ginny went over and shook him. After a good two minutes of him being shaken violently, he came to, "That's a funny story Harry, Draco here is your boyfriend. Next you'll tell me that Snape wears frilly pink pajamas and frolics while signing "I Feel Pretty" or that Lucius Malfoy and He-who-must-not-be-named have their own Telewizion show called "I Love Lucy" and they're married. Funny joke mate."

"Ron this isn't a joke dear, and it's Television. Harry and Draco are going out. You're just going to have to accept it." Explained Hermione

"I can accept that he's gay, but Draco bloody Malfoy? The Junior Death Eater himself! He's going to lead you right to He-who-must-not-be-named…." Ron started

"VOLDEMORT! Ron! Fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself!" Harry bellowed

Remus burst into the kitchen, "What's wrong, I can hear you guys yelling from my room, three floors up."

"Ron's being an asshole." Said Ginny

"Remus, we're all fine, we just need some time alone is all." Said Harry

"Well if you're going to have a shouting match, at least take it to the Entertainment Room, it's got those soundproof walls that we put it. We wouldn't have to deal with your crappy music you kids are listening to nowadays." Suggested Remus

"Well I don't think there's anything else to shout about." Said Ron, storming out of the kitchen

"What a dickhead our youngest brother is." Said the Twins


A/N: Warning Asshole Ron Ahead!

I can't believe that took this long. I've had this written out since before Halloween, but didn't have time to type it up.

Well, good news though, I've gotten half of Chapter 7 done, I had a horrible weekend last weekend, while I was at my Dad's and the only thing that took my mind off the bad things that were happening, were submersing myself into the world of Harry Potter Fanfiction. It helped a lot, I'll tell ya. It kept my mind off the bad stuff until Monday morning, when at school I just lashed out at everyone and everyone. Bad stuff.

Thank you's: To one of my friends- Tetra, who the whole "If they're guys, why do they need condoms? Oh yeah! Easy Clean Up!" came from. She actually asked this question and answered it herself last year at lunch. It was fucking helarious.

To my three Beta's:

Rami- Thanks for the ideas, you've been there from the beginning! Love yaa

Jaime: OH EM GHEE! I got you addicted to YAOI! Hahahahaahaha. Thanks for reading and giving me advice on the plot line! Love ya

And that Whore Amanda: Haha, that whore Amanda, lol, j/k. No I'm serious, you're a whore. I'll try to add more Yaoi in next time! I hate you.

Until Next Time Sweethearts-

♥♥♥ Jade