A/N: Sorry it's been so long! :-D I didn't think it would be so long…. :-D Any-who, I forgot about that A/N in the middle of Chapter 3, so I'll tell ya'll now. It's a quote from Alice in Wonderland…. I think :-D I thank you for all your lovely comments and pleas to continue. So, once again I must implore you to remember that all the characters that you have heard of are most assuredly not mine, but the lovely JK Rowling. And now, one with the show! :-D

Chapter 5: Talking and Listening

It had been two weeks since Draco and Harry had woken up together. Neither man was sure if the other remembered the incident, or if they did, if he meant to do it. Harry was at his wits end. Draco wouldn't pick up on his signals and subtle cues to get him to indicate whether he remembered or wished for that night. Harry's best mat, Ron Weasley, the same boy from the train, was concerned.

"Harry, mate, what's going on? You look horrible," he said on afternoon.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" Harry's voice was flat and monotone. He couldn't even muster up the energy to fake interest.

"Well…uh…err…you…uh…have you met someone" Ron stuttered carefully.

Harry shot Ron a withering glare, "Does this look like I've met someone," he said angrily point at his face. Ron opened his mouth to speak but as he did Harry's face crumpled. A sob shook his body and he sank to the floor with his head in his hands. "Y-yes," Harry hiccupped, "I-I've met, and slept with, the most beautiful ma-person in the world, and now I don't k-know if they wanted it," he sobbed, completely undone. Ron was shocked; he had never expected the 'great Harry Potter' to have relationship problems.

"Uh," Ron wasn't sure what to say. "Why don't you…err…tell… uh, them what you feel?"

"I can't!" Harry wailed," What if h-they don't feel the same way I do?"

"Take it like a man!" Ron admonished, shaking Harry a little bit, "Don't let pride or fear rule you!"

A spark of life and defiance appeared in Harry's eyes. "You're right," he said slowly, "I should tell hi-them how I feel." A huge smile began to take over his face. "Thanks, Ron!" Harry rushed off to find Draco leaving a bewildered Ron on his wake.

"Uh, I'm not sure what I said, but no problem!" He yelled after the retreating back.

Draco was sulking, nothing was going right today. He'd woken up with a raging hard on from a dream he'd had about Harry, the first since they'd woke together. The anti-imperius curse potion was turning colors again, and not the right ones. First it had been the green of Harry's eyes, then they grey of Draco's then a ruby color, then a silver, then a green again. The new potion they were working on, and eatable shield wasn't turning the perfect shade of lilac. And to top it all off Harry had been avoiding him.

"Draco!" Someone was shouting his name, someone who sounded a lot like Harry Potter. "Draco, Draco Malfoy," the Harry voice was a lot closer and Draco looked up, know it was a hallucination calling his name, but unable to resist the voice all the same. What met Draco's eyes shocked him to his core. Harry was running pell-mell towards Draco. "Draco, I have to talk to you," Harry wheezed once he'd gotten next to Draco, "Come with me," he pulled Draco up and tugged him into the nearest office, Draco's own. "Draco, I've realized something three past three weeks," Draco tensed, "I-I'm," now that Harry was ready to tell all he was nervous. His face paled as Draco watched him.

"Yes?" Draco asked, prompting Harry put of his revive.

Harry took a deep breath, "I'm-I lo-like you," Draco's face cleared, almost became happy. "Uh, well, I wanted to tell you something else, too" Harry paused.

Draco was too excited at the prospect of Harry accepting him to be worried, "Go on, what else?"

"I'm…err...I'm…uh…I'm gay," Harry ground out. Almost immediately Harry felt a huge weight life off his cheat and shoulders. Draco soon couldn't contain his delight. He hugged Harry and started running around madly, babbling on about how happy he was Harry had come out. He started talking about introducing him to the community of people.

"Whoa, there," Harry said, but he was smiling. "You're not shocked, or worried, or anything? You're happy for me?" Harry was incredulous, but Draco's enthusiasm was infectious.

"No, of course I'm not worried, what do you think we are, Muggles?" Draco was still very excited, this cemented that Harry would be willing to accept Draco as his lover. "Besides, I've been waiting forever for you-" he cut off abruptly, his face flushing with the realization that he had almost admitted that he'd wanted Harry to be gay because Draco liked him.

"For me to what?" Harry asked, perplexed and prodding.

"For you to...uh admit it to yourself, I've know about it forever," Draco made up and excuse on the spot, using his snobby upbringing to cover his faux pas.

"You've know 'forever'?" Harry asked using the cool demeanor he'd acquired when dealing with the press.

"Well, maybe not forever," Draco said, desperately trying to backtrack. "I've…uh…got to…uh…go and uh…check on a potion," Draco excused himself hurriedly, trying to get out of explaining anything more to Harry. Draco ran out of the room before Harry could even open his mouth to respond.

Draco sank into a chair sometime later in the actual healing wing, shaking. Draco still wasn't sure if Harry remembered, or wanted that night two weeks ago. Draco, for all Snape had helped him, was still an insecure boy who would never put himself out on a line where he would fall and fail. Draco couldn't decide if he was excited he love was that much closer to being his, or if he dreaded Harry finding anything out.

A/N: Once again I must ask you to review this chapter reviews are VERY addicting and I do love them :-D maybe this time I'll update sooner… :-D