Well, this chapter was kinda hard for me to write. At least the beginning. It was hard for me to write the anti-homosexual dialouge. xD Well, it was nessecary so I'm hoping it came out all right. This chapter should answer everyone's questions about who knows Harry and Draco are a couple and who don't. Keep reading and reviewing. Oh, and on a random note, I changed my profile. I made by bio shorter and there's actually a homepage for me now and a bunch of other things. I was on the bored side...

Eclipse

seshygirl04: I know I know. :head desk: So much fluff! I must be losing my mind.

Keybladegirl15: I'm glad you think so! I hope I can keep it up:)

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After waking him Draco had told Harry what the Slytherins were planning to do to Seamus. The blond had asked Harry to speak with Seamus and make sure the boy understood he shouldn't be by himself at any time. Harry had said he understood and then started to head back to Gryffindor tower to find the Irish boy.

Before he had reached the tower however, he heard yelling and the sounds of fighting. Harry quickened his pace and after a few turns he soon found the source of all the noise in a side corridor. The young seeker hid behind the corner so he wouldn't be seen. A little ways down the hall about ten Slytherins were cornering Seamus; making cat calls and taunting the boy. Three other Slytherins held Dean as the black boy struggled and tried to break free. It seemed the Slytherins had lost their patience waiting for Draco.

"Let me go!" With an almighty wrench Dean managed to pull one of his arms loose only to be punched in the stomach and sink to ground.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," a Slytherin Harry recognized as a seventh year was chastising Dean. "Why do you care so much what we do to your little friend? Hmmm. Is he your friend? Do you care about him? Or is it, maybe, that you love him?" The Slytherin grabbed Dean's chin and pulled his face up, sharply. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" The boy paused for a second and stared into the Gryffindor's blazing eyes. "Is that it? You're a filthy faggot. Huh, fag. Well, what do you have to say for yourself fag?"

Harry had heard enough. Bringing jinxes to the forefront of his mind, Harry began firing spell after spell at the offending Slytherins. He managed to get it down to six before they realized where the spells were coming from and began firing back and Harry had to duck back behind the wall.

Gasping slightly the Gryffindor began looking up and down the hall frantically for anyone who could help him. He began to panic, the hall was completely deserted. Just as Harry was about to run for it he saw Ginny along with a group of her friends, among them Luna and Neville. As soon as Neville saw Harry he stopped and gestured him out to the others. Harry put a finger to his lips to signify for them to be quiet before gesturing them over. Once they were around him Harry had to whisper so he wouldn't be heard by the Slytherins.

"There's a group of Slytherins over there and they've got Seamus and Dean. When I count to three move out from the wall and hex anything in green!" They all nodded. "One….two...three!"

As soon as all the Slytherins were immobile Seamus rose and dashed past everyone, clearly heading back to Gryffindor tower. With a cry of "SEAMUS!" Dean sprinted after him. Harry shook his head and turned to the people standing by him.

"Uh, well thanks guys. Especially for those of you who aren't Gryffindors. You could have walked away but you didn't. So, yeah. Thanks. I suggest we all scatter though before teachers or more Slytherins show up." Everyone nodded and began scurrying back to their respected common rooms; Ginny, Neville, and Colin Creevey following Harry.

Once Harry and Neville got back to the boys dormitory they found Seamus rocking back and forth by the foot of his bed, head in his hands as Dean knelt by him and Ron was looking at the two of them as he sat on his own four poster.

"Seamus, it doesn't matter." Dean was obviously trying to comfort Seamus. At his words however the Irish boy's voice rose.

"Doesn't matter? DOESN'T MATTER! Don't you get it? By tomorrow at lunch the whole school will be talking about the two fag Gryffindors!"

"Well, it's just a rumor isn't it? It'll pass in a bit. It's not as if you two were actually gay lovers or something!" Seamus put his head back in his hands and Dean looked at Ron sadly. "Oh." Ron looked at the two with surprise. Seamus seemed to take Ron's expression for disgust because he rose and stalked over to the sitting boy.

"You listen here, Weasley! So what if we're gay? That doesn't make us freaks or evil or anything like that! We just happen to think you love a person not their sex! We're still people and if you so much as whisper that there's something wrong with that I'll-"

"SEAMUS!" Harry had been trying to interrupt the Irish boy but as Seamus just kept going Harry finally lost his patience and yelled. Once Seamus had stopped and was looking at him Harry lowered his voice and walked over to him.

"Seamus, Ron was only surprised. Look, none of us think any less of you because you're gay. We certainly don't think you're freaks or evil." Seamus looked up at Harry, and when he spoke his voice was almost fearful, as if he thought Harry would take it back.

"Really?" Still on the bed, Ron began nodding emphatically.

"Definitely. I mean dude, if I could take Harry's boyfriend how could I possibly mind you two! You're both my friends. Plus you're Gryffindors. The room went deadly silent and Ron slapped his palm to his forehead.

"Shit." Harry looked as if he was going to kill Ron. Noticing this Ron quickly backed away. "Sorry, mate. It just kinda slipped." Seamus and Dean looked surprised.

"Who's your boyfriend, Harry?" Seamus looked almost gleeful to find out Harry was gay. Harry backed away so he was up against a bookcase.

"Well, uh, you see-," Harry was cut off as the bookcase behind him began sliding to the side and he almost fell backwards. Before he could fall however two arms were encircling his waste.

"That would be me." Said a voice Harry knew all too well.

"Draco! How the hell did you get here?"

"Hidden passageway. Found it ages ago but I've never had any reason to come to the Gryffindor boy's dormitory until now." After he scanned the room and looked at all the surprised faces the Slytherin sighed.

"Let me guess, its Weasley's fault?"

"Well, I guess. RON rather slipped. I s'pose it would have come out sooner or later." Draco frowned.

"I would have preferred later. Anyway, I can't stay long. I heard about what the others did and I wanted to make sure you're all right."

"Yes, I'm fine. Friends found me before the Slytherins could do any real harm to anyone."

"Good. Look, I've dissuaded them from attacking you again for now," And Draco's grey eyes locked with Seamus' green ones. "But don't go anywhere alone. Try to stay with at least three others at all times. No idiotic Gryffindor heroics. Got it?" Seamus nodded mutely in a subdued way.

"You as well love," and here Draco spun Harry so he was facing him. "Try to stick with Hermione and Weasley. The others want to see your blood now. You've gone and upset them even though I seem to recall telling you to keep you head low." Harry had the grace to look sheepish.

"Sorry." Draco had just turned around to go back through the passage when he stopped and called over his shoulder.

"And Weasley?"

"Whaddya want Malfoy?"

"Don't let anything happen to him. I'm trusting you to keep him safe." With that the Slytherin began walking back the way he had come, the bookcase sliding over the entrance and closing with a "click".