I realize this is the 3rd chapter today, and I will definitely not update as often from now on, but I'll try to upload a chapter every 3-7 days.

Anyways, on with the story!

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"Blah Blah Blah" - Talking

Blah Blah Blah - Thoughts

Blah Blah Blah - Stress on words

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Disclaimer: We are Tanya and Kaja, not J K Rowling. Therefore, we do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 3: Realizations

Draco entered the Slytherin common room, and sat down in front of the fireplace.

What the hell is Potters problem?! He was like mentally undressing mee-wwwell actually, he does look pretty hot this year.

Draco stared longingly into the fire.

Wait, what did I just think? Oh yeah, it must have been "Pansy looks pretty hot this year." Draco tried to convince himself. Just then, Pansy Parkinson entered the room wearing a very tight pair of bright yellow leather pants, and a hideous purple tube top on her underdeveloped curves.

Oh GOD. Draco shuddered, Now Harry Potter-- delicious.

A minute later, the Slytherin common room was engulfed in horrified screeches of a certain blonde hottie.

Harry spent the rest of the day in the girl's washroom, talking to Moaning Myrtle about his sexual desires. Myrtle, as usual, was moaning through the entire thing.

"But Haaarry why don't you ever think about meee? You know, when I was still alive, aaaaall the guys used to LOVE meeee!"

"That's great Myrtle. I am sure you were the hottest thing alive"

"I suuuure was. A piiiity though. If I was still aliiiiive, aaaaall the guys at this schooool would be throooowing themselves at meeee right now!"

Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Riiiight, well I have to go now…"

"'Till next time sweetybuns!"

It was Monday, the first day of classes. Harry walked over to the History of Magic room. Ron and Hermione joined him soon after, and class finally began.

Three minutes later, most of the students were fast asleep.

Harry woke up half an hour later, noticing someone continuously poking him. Raising his head off the desk, Harry saw a note on his books.

Dear Harry,

Can you please explain to us what the hell is wrong with you? You've been acting so strange and distant lately.

- Ron and Hermione

Trying to think of a way to get himself out of the situation, he raised his hand and said the first thing that came to his mind:

"Mr. Binns, may I be excused? I need to go change my tampon"

Harry trudged through the halls, occasionally hitting his fists against an unsuspecting painting.

"What's wrong with me?!" Harry cursed to himself. "Why do I feel so awkward? From another person's point of view, you'd think I was gay or something. Which I'm NOT." He glared at a few first years walking by, who turned their heads to watch the crazy kid talk to himself.

"I can't be gay, can I?" he continued mumbling to himself on the way to Dumbledore's office. "I mean, I still like girls and everything. That one over there is pretty cute, and look at that ass!"

Moments later, he realized that the pretty girl with the nice ass was infact a guy.

Creepy.

"Fruitcake." The staircase to Dumbledore's office appeared in front of Harry.

"Yoo-hoo Harry! Come in!" Dumbledore called in a sing-song voice.

"Hello Professor," Harry said politely.

"So, what seems to be the problem Harry?"

"Well, I don't know what's wrong with me. I act strange, I feel strange and I say things that are strange. WHY? OH LORD TELL ME WHY?"

"Oh, you poor, poor child. You must be so scared of facing Voldermort, that's why."

"Voldermort? Oh who cares about him? These feelings are different."

"Oh those feelings! I see, I see, I know exactly what you're talking about!

"Wha?"

Dumbledore rolled his eyes.

"Well duh Harry, you're gay."

"WHA???"

"Shush child, I'm busy painting my nails."

o.0

Hermione and Ron were wandering around Hogwarts after dinner, trying to find Harry.

"Honestly Ron, where can he possibly be? We've searched everywhere."

"Er… I dunno."

Hermione sighed, and took out a vile from her pocket.

"When we find him, this will help us get the answers we want."

"Veritaserum?"

"Exactly."

After HOURS of gruelling searching (Tanya: It's only been five minutes guys), Ron and Hermione spotted Harry.

Harry was peacefully walking through the corridors, when two people tackled him to the ground and poured a horrible tasting liquid down his throat.

"So Harry. What is wrong with you?"

Before he could stop himself, Harry said two words that would change his life forever.

"I'm hungry."

Chapter 3 is done! Liked it? We hope so.

Review! Next chapter will be up early next week.