A/N: Thank you for the suggestions in the sleeping problem, and for making it over 100 reviews! I'm surprised and happy! I love updating this, so yeah. I'm not sure how much I can get done when I get back, I might be able to type up some stuff for it while I'm away though.

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Tergum Vicis

Chapter Sixteen

No More

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Dumbledore surprisingly kept the fact that he was a time-traveler a secret, but Harry was greatful. He'd rather not face the press and reveal all of his secrets. Back at home, almost every knew everything about him, he'd rather he kept most information secret here. Of course, he couldn't avoid being some sort of celebrity everywhere he went in the wizarding world, be it the future or the past.

He had been excused from the Infirmary a few days later, and Harry was greatful. Though he liked Madame Pomfrey, he'd rather not be stuck in the Infirmary. He always hated hospitals, and the wizarding one was no different.

Classes afterwards happened just as though he'd never left. Except for one minor change, he and Ron were becoming quick friends. Harry couldn't remember spending this much time with anyone, except perhaps for Draco. He hoped the other wasn't getting jealous...

Smiling slightly, he might actually feel flattered if he did get jealous. It would mean that the blond really did care for him, after all.

When classes ended for the day, Draco and Harry made their way to the Great Hall, after Harry said goodbye to Ron, who was going to find Ginny before heading into the Great Hall for the evening feast.

The two entered the Great Hall, Draco watching Harry carefully. The boy seemed happy. He knew he had been best friends with Ron back in his old time, that one and someone named Hermione Granger, who apparently was attending Beauxbatons in this time.

The two made their way to their respective seats in the Great Hall at the Slytherin table, and soon everyone else that wasn't there followed. He saw Ginny look his way and blush, though when she looked away he rolled his eyes.

Can't she see I'm gay? he thought to himself. Dumbledore's speech had begun, but Harry found himself not interested, his head casually going to rest on the shoulder of the blond boy beside him.

Someone was watching them, Harry felt. Not that they didn't get stares to begin with, but he felt this stare as if it were boring into the back of his head. He looked around, and caught the seething eyes of Pansy Parkinson. He shivered and looked away. Even in his time, he never liked that girl.

Dumbledore's speech soon ended, and the feast had begun. Food appeared, and everyone reached for their favorites, especially the two boys at the Slytherin table.

Draco noticed the amount of food Harry was taking and chuckled. "You're awfully hungry, aren't you?"

Harry grinned. "Never been more hungry in my life."

That was sort of a lie. But Draco didn't need to know that he had been nearly starved while living with his Aunt Petunia, did he?

After the feast, Harry said he was going to do some last minute studying in the library, and kissed Draco goodbye, saying he'd see the other later. Draco pouted but nodded, knowing Harry needed to be alone to concentrate on his studies, and reluctantly left.

It was about an hour or so later, Harry couldn't recall just how much time had passed, when a yawn came from his lips. He decided it was time to call it a night. He packed his things, and put the books he had taken from the shelves back in their respective places, and left.

It was quiet, and Harry was thankful the prefects weren't out yet. He made his way down to the dungeons, when he paused, hearing a strange noise.

Tensing, he realized it was indeed coming from the Slytherin Dungeons. He had his hand at his pocket where his wand was safely hidden, and continued on his way.

The noise got louder. It sounded almost like moaning.

His heart beating fast in his chest now, not knowing what to expect, he murmured the password "mudblood", and continued on his way.

He stopped at the top of the stairs, eyes wide.

Two people were snogging. One was pressed against the wall, not looking as though he were enjoying it, but Harry didn't seem to notice. Fresh tears had already welled in his eyes.

"W-What's going on here?!"

Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy parted. Draco's eyes were wide as they looked at Harry, who was backing away.

"H-Harry wait!" Draco pleaded, but Harry turned and ran out of the room.

"Harry!"

Pansy smirked wildly as Draco ran after Harry, though the smirk turned into an innocent smile as she headed to her dormitory.

"Harry, please wait!"

Harry didn't stop running. He didn't turn around. He didn't want Draco to see him crying.

"Harry!"

Draco sounded desparate, and it made Harry's heart crack. He stopped, but kept his back to him.

"What?" he snapped, only to hide the sadness in his voice.

"I...I can explain," Draco spoke up as he approached Harry, reaching out a hand to place it on Harry's shoulder, but he jerked his shoulder away, rejecting the touch.

"Explain what? How you and Pansy were having a good snog?"

"She kissed me, Harry!"

"You weren't pushing her away!"

Draco went silent. He had a point. But at the moment, Draco had been too shocked to react.

"Harry, why would I kiss her? You know I'm gay."

"Maybe you are, maybe you aren't," Harry said. "People can be bi, too, you know.''

"B-But I'm not-"

"No more excuses, Draco." Harry finally turned to face Draco, who's heart shattered at the sight of many tears falling from his eyes.

"Harry..." Draco's voice cracked, tears welling in his own gray eyes.

"...No more, Draco," was all Harry said before he ran off, leaving a stunned and heartbroken Draco Malfoy in his wake.

Harry was running blindly through the halls of Hogwarts, not caring where his feet took him, so long as it was away from Draco, Pansy, and the Slytherin Common Room.

He wasn't quite sure where he was, when he bumped into something solid, and landed on the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry-Harry? Is that you?" a voice asked.

Looking up through tear filled eyes, he saw Ron looking down at him with concern etched onto his face. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I..." Harry hiccuped, no longer able to hold back the tears. "Draco...Pansy...Common Room...he..." was all he managed to get out as Ron helped him up.

"I always thought he was up to no good," Ron said softly as he held Harry close. "Cmon, I'll take you somewhere. I bet you'd rather not anyone see you like this, right?"

Harry nodded slightly, and Ron gave him a small smile. Harry returned it, he could feel his tears already beginning to dry.

Somehow, he figured, everything was going to turn out alight.

A/N: Ooh! I couldn't think of a plot-twist that concerned a Death Eater or Voldemort, but is this better? 8D I thought it was. Here are a few ideas I have for the following few chapters, which one would you like to happen:

1 : Heartbroken Harry doesn't listen to Draco, and begins to fall for Ron, not in the way he loved Draco. Draco gets jealous, and finds a way to prove his feelings to Harry, and the two get back together (Ron and Harry still being friends)

2 : Harry gives Draco a chance to explain himself, and the two get back together

3 : Pansy tells Harry that she is dating Draco now and that leaves Harry heartbroken, avoiding Draco at all costs. Ron corners Draco and asks him what the hell is going on, and gets all the details from the blond Slytherin, who tells Harry, and Draco and Harry eventually get back together.

Which one do you like better? ^_^ Review and tell me please!