I sat there on the cold floor of the semi-crowded corridor in the dungeons of the infamous Hogwarts castle. I couldn't believe that I, the Boy Who Lived, would fall for what? The boy who bullied? The boy who constantly tormented me? I thought I was supposed to be the good guy that fell for the wonderful boyfriend who would never harm a fly…

Hermione and Ron just stared at me, aghast. I mean really, it was as if Hermione had just announced her engagement to Lord Voldemort himself. I couldn't blame them for freaking at me for falling in love…with the enemy. The both kind of looked at each other funny and Ron turned around to look at me, finally starting to laugh.

"Oh bloody hell Harry, you had me going there for a second. I actually thought you said you were in love with Malfoy!" He laughed as Hermione nudged him hard in the elbow, her face as nuetral as stone. She did not show anger, nor laughter…just…shock I guess.

"Ronald…Harry DID just say he was in love with Malfoy." She sputtered out warningly.

I just sat on the cold tiles with my head in my hands, before I could stand to hear Ron's reaction I ran up to the hospital wing. I told Madame Pomfrey I felt a little queesy, which in fact I really did, so she let me lie on the soft beds that dornished the hospital-esque look of the room.

Closing my eyes, I saw the familiar face of Draco Malfoy. His flawless face and body, his pale blonde hair and pale skin, his amazing eyes…I just felt at peace. Soon, I fell asleep only to find myself once again standing in front of the gorgeous blonde. His hair ran wildly as the wind blew it. It did not go out of control, it just looked like he was standing on a photo shoot with fans around him for that windblown look of perfection.

Dream Draco placed his hand on my cheek, my head instantly leaning into his touch as my eyes flickered until they finally closed. The blonde moved his body against mine, I could feel the warmth of his body being transported to mine. It was comforting in such cold wind. He was close enough to me that I felt his warm, hot breath on my forehead seeing as he stood nearly a foot taller than me. I moved closer to the blonde and started kissing him aggressivly. This was just was what I had been longing for last time.

My eyes opened and once again I was in the hospital wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I groaned and reached for my glasses, shoving them on. How dare my body inturrupt my beautiful dream that I had! But as soon as I got my glasses on I realized it wasn't my body…it was Ron and Hermione.

Hermione just broke into tears and grabbed me in a deathlock of a hug, squeezing almost all of my air out of my thin frame. Ron just looked down at me and sighed, forcing a smile and nodding at me.

"Hey Harry," Ron said. "I just…we wanted you to know…that no matter how much we hate this…" He took a deep breath and let it out in a loud sigh. "Wefullyaceptyerdecison."

"I'm sorry…what?" I asked in confusion. I knew this must have been hard for him if he was babbiling like even more of an idiot than he really was.

Ron sighed heavilly and looked down, his hands in the pockets of his robes. He took out his wand and pointed at me directly in the forehead. "AVADA KADAVRA!"

An instant flash. My eyes opened again and once more I found myself, alone in the hospital wing. I put my glasses on lightly, my heart racing, my breath out of control. I tried to calm myself down…it was only a dream. Ron knew I was gay…why…why would he hate me?