CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Harry POV
It was Charms class when I first heard the whispering. The stares against my back. I heard them all, but was terribly confused.
"Did you hear, apparently Potter is gay!"
"How do you know?!"
"All the champions saved a loved one; Diggory likes Chang, Krum likes Granger, and Delacour was supposed to save her little sister. But Potter rescued Malfoy!"
I turned a deep shade of red as the whispers increased; everyone pointed at me. I glared daggers at the gossip girls, but hid the hurt when they turned and flipped me off. Some said the nastiest of things.
"I bet Potter isn't a virgin; he probably shagged any guy he laid his eyes on!"
"So are Potter and Malfoy a thing now?"
"I hope not, they better not by snogging in class in front of me, I might lose my lunch!"
My brows furrowed angrily. None of that was true. I was straight; I was attracted to Daphne. I'm not gay, not a man lover, and certainly a virgin. I don't touch Draco, that's disgusting!
Weasel and Thomas walked up to me and slammed me so my back hit the wall hard. Weasel sneered,"So Potter, I've been hearing rumors….you and Malfoy? That's utterly disgusting you pig!" He punched me hard in the face. My head hit the wall; I saw stars.
"I know you and my sister were dates for the Ball. Asked her so you could get in her pants. You were probably too scared to ask the ferret, afraid of rejection because you get enough of it. Your parents hated you so much, they would rather die than be with you!"
My eyes welled up with water, at the last comment. Weasel saw this and laughed. He held my head up by my unruly locks, tearing some out. Leaning closer, he whispered in my ear,"If you ever-EVER-lay so much a finger on Ginny, I will personally rip out your throat and come for you. Don't even try to play with her and then leave! I bet Malfoy is so mad at you right now, you fucking whore. You want everyone and think you can get away with it, don't you. Just because you Harry *SLAP* fucking *SLAP* Potter *SLAP*! The fucking Boy who never died!" With that he kneed me in the gut, causing me to double over, but I got hit by an uppercut.
I tried to struggle, but couldn't as Thomas laid a strangling spell on me. He looked at me and smirked,"You know Potter, I used to look up to you, as a role model. But now you've taken Ginny away, and played her-I can't let that happen, can I?" He kicked my head up and my head hit the wall with so much force that I coughed out blood and my glasses fell off.
They took turns to kick, punch, and slap me, tarnishing my body with their moves. I could feel bruises forming on my chest and stomach. My head throbbed and blood ran down my forehead and lips. My vision was blurry and I lost track of time.
"Hey Weasel, Thomas! Leave him the fuck alone!" Malfoy yelled.
The spell holding me up vanished and I fell forward. A pair of strong hands caught me and sat me upright against the wall as the sounds of brutal punches were exchanged. After that, I could remember no more.
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I woke up praying it had all been a bad dream, but I knew deep down, that this was my reality. The entire fucking school thought I was gay, and somehow I knew that this wasn't the fault of Weasel. It was the fault of a certain girl who was still pissed at me. My ex girlfriend Daphne Greengrass was most likely the source of these rumors.
I was laying in a bed, and I looked on the side table to see a note. It read:
Dear Harry,
Listen, I know that you are going through the same crap as I and I have been doing my best to put the rumors to rest. I would like to know, although, if the rumors are true… There is nothing wrong with being a homosexual, Harry. I would still be your friend; I'm just not interested in you in that way.
Regards,
Draco
I was shocked as I read it. I was not gay! Not that there is anything wrong with that… I started off to find Draco, hoping to convince him and the rest of the school about my true sexuality.
A/N:I know that this is not at all part of the story, but I would still like to include it. I completely 100% support the LGBT community. I have included this section in my story to show how people can be negative towards those who aren't like them. I want to tell all of you out there that you are you. And I love you all for who you are, not your gender, race, religion, or sexuality. Everyone is equal, and all of you are amazing. If anyone ever hurts you because of who you are, or if you are ever depressed, feel free to email me via my personal address: shdwgurl69 . You are all perfect the way you are. Keep being perfect :) Now on with the story…
Draco POV:
All those rumors bloody worked me up. I knew that Harry was not gay, he loved Greengrass. Don't understand why, but he does. And some people were saying nasty and over exaggerated statements.
"I used to think Potter was so cute and hot before, but I guess I can't have my fantasies now, cuz he's a faggot."
"Yeah, and he chose Malfoy; two major hotties are out of grasp!"
"What a slut, I bet he thinks people will treat him nicely now because he is the Boy Who Lived. More like the Boy Who Fucked!"
None of this was true, and Harry was a virgin. I couldn't get these thoughts out of my head. I mean why did Harry rescue me of all people? Sure we love each others, but as friends would. What happens if he truly truly loved me in a romantic way? Honestly, I'm flattered, but I'm not into him in that way. I want to be friends, best mates, but not be in a relationship with him. I'm not against it, actually I support it, but I'm not going to date him.
It was after my last class, when I heard faint noises coming around the corner of the Charms room. I peeked over and saw a flash of orange. I groaned; definitely Weasley. He was shouting at someone. I stood behind the wall to watch the scene unfold. Weasley and Thomas were shouting and mocking Harry. I stood, to see more. (A/N I know he seems mean for standing around, but idk, I want him to understand what was going on first.)
Ginny POV
The rumors about Potter had spread throughout Gryffindor very quickly, although most people (mostly girls) did not want to believe it. The reactions of the Slytherins ranged from disbelief to hardcore teasing. I knew my brother had previously beat up Potter because of this, and I knew that was wrong. There was no way in hell Potter was gay, and even if he was, I didn't see why people cared so much. We all knew that Colin Creevey was bisexual, and nobody beat up him. Of course he was an unknown Gryffindor so….
I knew as soon as I heard the rumors that I would do my best to put them to rest, with the help go Hermione. There were a few ways to prove that he was not gay. 1. Have someone catch him fucking a girl, but this of course could mean he was bi, and 2. Just say that he was supposed to save a girl, but she didn't want to participate in the task. I believed option 2 was the better one, so Hermione and I were going to go with that. This was also a way to get back at my git of a brother for being mean to Hermione at the Ball.
"I know Hermione…" I sighed loudly, making it so everyone nearby could hear, "Harry was supposed to rescue me for the task, but you know how much I fear the Black Lake!" Everyone was paying attention now. "So instead, Dumbledore made Draco do it because Draco's just like Harry's brother! Just like how Fleur was going to rescue her sister!" People started to whisper, and I knew our plan was working. "And now everyone thinks Harry is gay?! Oh Merlin, they wouldn't think that if they had him in bed, as I did!"
Whispers erupted in the hall, and I knew now that Harry would no longer be bothered about his sexuality. Oh course now everyone thought he had laid me, but it was better that way. As soon as Hermione and I turned the corner out of the corridor, people started shouting and arguing over the truth about a certain Mr. Potter.
Harry's POV
I was sitting on my bed trying to come up with some way to rid of the rumors, when Blaise burst through the door.
"Harry! People don't think you're gay anymore! But…" He trailed of and tossed an article by Rita Skeeter into my lap.
The Headlines read:
"Does the Chosen One have his Chosen lover! Sources have told us that a certain Mr. Potter has deflowered the youngest of the Weasleys! Is this a scandal of what?!"
My jaw dropped and I turned to Blaise, "What in Salazar's name?"
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