It had been a month since Harry had rescued Draco. Neither talked about it and the only difference was that Draco was kind now, no, he was more that kind to Harry. Practically going out of his way to make sure that Harry didn't get into too much trouble. And that was getting on wonder boy's nerves. Always having Draco watch to make sure he was ok, always trying to talk to him. So what, just because he saved him Draco was suddenly going to try to be his friend? The same Draco that had insulted and harassed him and his friends since the first year there? No. His mind answered for him. This Draco is different..and..attractive. Yes, that was right. The Boy Who lived was gay. He hated when he would get fan mail and marriage proposals from witches that he didn't know. He had fancied Cho only because other students in his dorm had suspected that he had been..er..in the closet.

So now, of all students in Hogwarts, he had to like the ferret? His mind was screaming at him while his heart found no problem in that. He walked into the great hall and looked around. Draco was watching him again. Damn it all, couldn't he just go back to the way things were? But what if he likes you back? His mind asked. He wouldn't. Harry corrected. It was just that simple. Draco Malfoy simply couldn't be in love with Harry Potter. Could he?

Draco watched Harry enter the great hall, his eyes tracing his every move. "Draco? Love, you have to breathe." Pansy reminded him. Damn her. Why did she had to be so casual around him? Everyone mistaked her affections as her being in love with him, when really she just loved him like a sibling. "Pansy...Why don't you just go and snog Longbottom?" He asked casually and she turned a deep scarlet. Heh, of course Pansy had to be in love with the geek of Gryffindor. He smirked, she made it too easy. Draco noticed that Harry saw him watching him. He didn't look away and neither did Draco. The next thing he knew, and before anyone could stop it, there was food splattered all over his robes. Draco sought out who had pelted him with food. His eyes landed on one person, Blaise Zabini.

"What the hell?" He asked, wiping the food off the outer school robes.

"I found this under your bed." He said and threw Draco a copy of the magizine that he kept under his bed. Draco looked down at it and then looked away. It was his copy of 'Wizard Wands' Oh great, he had been caught.

"So what Draco? Your gay? Your a fag?" Blaise asked, daring Draco to deny anything. Draco didn't have time to answer because the next thing he knew, a fist collided with his jaw. "Don't talk to me!" Zabini shouted. Draco braced himself for being hit again, but that never came. He looked up to see Harry pinning Blaise to the wall.

"Don't ever talk to my Draco that way again." Harry spat at Blaise. He only realized that he had said Draco was his after the fact. Zabini cowered from Harry, trying not to get hit. "Leave him alone you piece of shit." With that, Harry released Blaise Zabini and he ran out of the great hall. Harry sighed in relief and turned to look at the very shocked Draco Malfoy. What was that running down Draco's face? Tears? Was he hurt? Harry felt his stomach knot up at the very thought of Draco hurt. He would kill Zabini if he had hurt Draco.

"What?" Harry asked, a bit nervous. He walked up to Draco and wiped some tears away. "Your not hurt are you?"

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