" Come on Harry, who are you looking for?"
"No-one." Harry muttered and trailed after Ron and Hermione.
"Pst! Pst!" Harry heard behind him. He turned to see Draco beckoning him into the Dark Arts room.
"Hey guys I'll meet you up there I want to speak to McGonagall about the hogsmead trip."
"Fine!" Hermione yelled back without even turning round. Harry turned and walked back to the Dark arts room. Draco was sat in the middle of one of the desks. He was smiling at Harry, a smile that brightened Harrys day. Draco jumped down from the desk and headed towards Harry. He took hold of the heavy bag that Harry had been carrying and removed it from his shoulder, placing it on a nearby desk.
"You have no idea how happy I am to see you." Harry grinned and readied himself for a kiss. Draco looked nervous for some reason yet Harry ignored it and leaned in. Just before Harry's lips met Draco's there was a noise from behind one of the desks. Harry jumped back.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked.
"I thought I heard something." Harry shook his head and then for the second time went in for a kiss. There it was again, the noise. Yet this time it was unmistakable, it was sniggering. Four seventh year boys stepped out from behind the desk, one of them holding a wizard camera.
"Nice work Draco, this is exactly what we were after." The boy came and stood behind Draco and placed a hand on his shoulder. " You will make an excellent seventh year student, you are worthy to take our place torturing the rest."
"Draco." Harry muttered, staring into the face of the boy he thought he had loved he forced back tears. Harry picked up his bag and walked out of the room.
Next morning Harry woke to an empty dormitory. He thought it pointless sitting in his room whining about it and decided to go down for breakfast. When Harry reached the great hall he was met by a wall of silence, which then turned into laughing. As he stepped into the room he saw the moving photos that were plastered around the walls, Harry moving in to kiss Draco. Harry headed over to were he could see Ron and Hermione, kissing noises following him all the way there. Harry sat down beside Ron and hung his head, he could feel the eyes upon him, even Ron and Hermione were staring at him. Harry looked up at Ron, "Something wrong?" he asked.
"Well er… em…." Ron stopped as Hermione kicked him under the table. "No there isn't anything wrong, I just mean er, you could have told me, I won't judge."
"TOLD YOU WHAT?" Harry yelled, bringing silence back to the hall.
"That you were, well you know."
"KNOW WHAT?"
"Gay." Ron muttered.
"I AM NOT GAY!" Harry stood up thumping his fists down on the table. He turned to face the other house tables. "I AM NOT GAY!" he yelled. With that Harry walked out of the hall, he headed not for Gryffindor tower but for the prefects bathroom.
Draco looked in the mirror and straightened his hair before leaving to teach his class. As he looked in the mirror he saw a photo reflected. Draco walked over and picked it up, it was his favourite picture, a moving picture of Harry and himself kissing under the tree by the lake. Draco remembered a lot of pictures, some good and some that almost ruined everything. He sat down on the bed staring at the picture; he opened the back of the frame and removed another picture which had been folded up inside the back. The picture was of him standing stock still as Harry leaned in to kiss him.
Draco was so excited, today was one of the days he had arranged to meet up with Harry, he loved these days that were spent in locked class rooms and the bathrooms hiding out from the world and just existing in each others. Draco left the dorm and headed up to the entrance hall, he was just about to walk up the stairs when someone grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him into the broom cupboard that was nearby.
"Alright Malfoy." Said the tall boy that had him pinned against the wall. "I do believe we haven't seen anything of that dare we gave you." He said breathing a heavy, sickly breath into Draco's face.
"I… I… I did try." He stammered. "You just never seem to be around when I do."
"And does he really believe you like him?" asked one of the other boys there.
"I really think he does." Draco said smiling to himself.
"We want proof."
"I can… can't…"
"If you can't, you aren't going to have a life worth living."
"Hold on!" Draco said suddenly getting his courage back. "This was a dare, a dare I have completed, a dare that had no consequences against me not completing it."
"Unspoken they were." Said the tall boy. "Are you going to get us proof?"
"No!" Said Draco shoving the boy of him and spitting in his face.
"Wrong move." The tall boy wiped his face and then threw his face straight into Draco's stomach. Draco fell to the floor coughing and spluttering, trying to get his breath back.
"I'll do it."
Draco knew he was supposed to be meeting Harry in the DA room. He led the group of four boys with their camera up to the empty class room and made them hide behind one of the desks. Draco heard Harry and his friends passing the room, and also heard them urging him to hurry up. He went to the door and poked his head out. "Pst! Pst!" Draco hissed to get Harry's attention. Harry turned and smiled, Draco beckoned him in and took his place in the room on the desk.
"…. Hogsmead trip." Draco heard Harry saying as he entered the room. Draco smiled as Harry walked in, and jumped of the desk meeting Harry by the door. Draco took Harry's bag from him and lifted in onto a desk. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you." Harry grinned placing himself close to Draco, and directly in front of him. Draco's breathing was labouring, he knew what was going to happen. Harry began to lean forward, Draco made no effort to meet him half way. Draco heard the boys laughing behind the desk. Harry pulled back.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked trying to hide the nerves in his voice.
"I thought I heard something." Harry said shaking his head, as if the noise had come from in there, and turned back to Draco. Harry leaned in again, the boys behind the desk began laughing out loud and stepped out from their hiding place. The tall boy walked over to Draco and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Nice work Draco, this is exactly what we were after." The boy smirked at Harry, and then turned to Draco. "You will make an excellent seventh year student; you are worthy to take our place torturing the rest."
"Draco." Harry let the single word slide from his lips, a word that begged for and answer. Draco turned his eyes to the floor and remained silent. He heard Harry pick up his bag and leave. The older boys fell about in hysterics, Draco turned to the all.
"SATISFIED!" he yelled and stormed out of the room, as he walked down the corridor he could still hear the booming laughter.
Draco sat up all night, he could not sleep. He tried all way to think of something to make this better. How could he have done this, he knew he could be a nasty piece of work but he never thought he would do anything that would jeopardise his chance of happiness. Draco peaked round the curtains of his bed and saw that the room was flooded with light. He dressed quickly and headed down to the great hall. As Draco walked in he could see the picture that he had been visualising all night flickering around the room, he headed straight for the Slytherin table and sat down.
"Can't believe Potter tried to put the moved on you Malfoy." Said a fifth year Slytherin "I imagine you had to scrub yourself clean." Draco ignored the remarks and put some food on his plate. He didn't really feel like he could eat, especially when he could see that picture every where. All of a sudden the hall went silent. Draco looked up to see Harry standing in the door way. Harry's eyes looked everywhere but the Slytherin table then the laughing started and the kissing noises as Harry made his way to his seat. Draco was watching him out of the corner of his eye, blushing as people yelled insults at him. He saw Harry turn to Ron, at least he had his friends. Harry then began to yell.
"I AM NOT GAY!" Harry had yelled in the direction of Ron. Harry then stood up. "I AM NOT GAY!" he yelled to the rest of the hall before leaving. Draco put his head in his hands and forced back the urge to cry.