CHAPTER EIGHT: More Than One Secret Is Discovered

A/N: I don't own any rights to Harry Potter. Little magic is used and homosexuality, violence, rape and language are used. Don't like it? Don't read it. You've been warned.

Classes went by fairly quick today even though Snape was embarrassing Harry half to death in front of the entire class. 'Why is Draco laughing at me?'

"What's the matter, Potter? Can't do just one muggle sit-up?" he asked in a vulgar tone of voice. Harry just looked at him with a hurt face.

"What's the matter, Malfoy? You wont compliment your boyfriend?" someone yelled and Harry's heart stopped.

'Oh god, oh no. Please don't let this be happening now of all places please! Snape will know! Everyone will know!' Draco's eyes widened and he suddenly turned pale but kept his eyes stared at his twiddling thumbs on the desk. 'Had he not known that people found out?' Harry asked himself. Hermione covers her mouth and Ron's jaw drops in awe of the situation happening right before their eyes while Harry just lies there on the floor trying to do a simple sit-up. Snape, for once, looks surprised but only slightly. Everyone began whispering and gossiping about it and how everyone else might react to the news. There was a lot of talk flying around the room and would soon spread outside the classroom in fifteen minutes when class ended. 'Fifteen minutes of torture and dread,' thought Draco, 'we could always perform a memory charm on all of them strong enough to forget the news but not so strong that they'll forget who they are.' Draco covered his face in his hands until they went through his hair with his cheeks as red as a muggle traffic light.

"What's the meaning of this?" Snape asked.

"Malfoy's a fag!" someone screamed from the back and at that comment, Harry could see Draco's face turn from being embarrassed to tears in two seconds.

"No he's not!" Neville yelled (and without hesitation or humiliation). "At least Malfoy lives an interesting life! Look at yourselves! Your gossip and rumors! Grow up!" 'Thank Merlin I'm on the floor where nobody can see me,' thought Harry. Draco picked his things up aggressively and left the classroom nearly sobbing. 'I can't run after him…everyone will think it's true! Oh, what am I thinking? They already know!' Harry stood up quickly, gathered his things and began to chase after him. It's almost as if Draco had vanished into thin air but Harry still heard his footsteps loud and clear going down the stairs. (And the chase begins.) Panting and breathing like a dog begging for water, Harry ran as fast as he could to catch up. It lasted for five minutes and at last, Harry was within eye distance of his lover.

"Draco!" he yelled.

"You promised." Draco said after turning around. His eyes were glistening with tears and his face was scarlet from constantly wiping his eyes so much.

"I know Draco, I know…I don't know who told."

"You told Granger and she spread it around." Little did either of them know, Granger was just behind them trying to catch her breath.

"No, no I didn't. I didn't spread it around, I swear. Harry, I would never do that to you, you know that! I didn't even tell Ron because you asked me not to!"

"Hermione, you were the only one who knew about this! Who else could it have been?" Harry's fury nearly caused him to punch her in the face, just as she had done to Draco in her third year. He raised his arm as if he was actually going to do it before his beloved took him by the arm and said in a calming voice, "Harry…don't. I think she's telling the truth." His voice sounded heartwarming and he turned it into a whisper, "She wouldn't have followed us if she had spread it around."

"Or she's trying to make herself not look guilty! Either one works just as good!" Snape came down the stairs and saw Harry's arm in Draco's hands.

"What's going on down here? Potter, Malfoy. What's the meaning of all this? Granger. What are the three of you doing down here? Get back to class!"

"I can't go back in there!" Draco and Harry said simultaneously.

"They are just rumors! If you don't go back into class, I can assure you that you'll both be expelled. You, Mr. Potter, especially you…have gotten yourself into a great deal of trouble over the last few years…you wouldn't want to ruin your reputation."

"It's already ruined!" Harry yelled while holding back his tears of pain.

"You don't know that," Snape said in a more relaxed tone that turned stone cold in less than a second, "now get to class! Malfoy, Granger, you two get to class, now!"

'How could this be happening? My father is going to kill me.' Draco though.

'If it wasn't Hermione, who told?' Harry thought.

'This is going to be bad…really bad.' Hermione thought.

They all walked back into class slowly as if nothing had ever happened. All of their heads were down knowing that everyone stared at Harry and Draco. Some looks were in disgust and some were in shock and some were even smiling at them.

"Congratulations, Potter! You finally found love!" someone said.

"Shut up!" Snape hissed, "Or all of you will have detention! So, Potter and Malfoy, I think we'd all like to hear your little tale of how you two fell in love."

"Professor!" Hermione yelled with her eyes wide open. She looked as if she was going to kill him with her bare hands.

"What? I can't ask a simple question?"

"You're not allowed to ask that question! They are your students and you are their teacher! You can't ask them questions like that even if they were straight!" Hermione said and cupped her mouth quickly before realizing what she has just exposed.

"Thanks for that little note Miss Granger. Are you a lesbian?" Hermione's cheeks began turning bright pink with an angry face and fire burning in her eyes.

"Yes! Yes I am! Does that bother you?!" Draco and Harry stared in disbelief while Ron sat there looking hurt as if someone just told him his journal was stolen.

"Actually, I find it kind of hot. Would you kindly stop by my office at your earliest convenience? I'd like to discuss a grade. Then we'll see if you're telling the truth."

"Dumbledore will hear about this! Mark my words professor! You will be sacked!"

"Or…you could tell Dumbledore and risk having detention alone with me or you can just keep your dirty mouth shut and get a good grade in my class."

"You know something? At least I came out of the closet! Maybe if more people did it then situations like this wouldn't happen in class!"

"That remains to be seen Miss Granger."

Hermione was so angry that she had pushed her project onto the floor and let the liquid spread across the desk and walked out.

"She's lucky that class is over. Out of here, all of you."

Ron chased Hermione to the girls' bathroom wanting to talk about it while Harry discreetly followed Draco to the roof of the school to talk to him.