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.
The next day, everyone was buzzing about the dance. Girls were talking about which dresses to wear and what makeup to use and guys talked about whom they were going to get lucky with and what color dress robes to get. (Although black and white are the traditional colors but most guys thought that it would be a blast if they all showed up naked but not all of them agreed.)
Harry felt nervous more than he did before.
"I think I'm going to be sick, Ron…" said Harry and Ron quickly ran and got him a trashcan to throw up in.
"Calm down Harry…its not that bad, really…"
"Ron, I'm coming out as gay and I'm coming out with Draco by my side! I should be nervous…"
Back at the Slytherin common room, Draco was having a fashion crisis. Draco is wear a royal red suit and couldn't choose how to wear his hair. And Harry is wearing a light blue suit with a dark blue tie.
"Pansy…which do you think looks better? Hair slicked back or just leave it down?"
"Why are you asking?" she questioned him.
"I'm going to the dance."
"With whom may I ask are you going?"
"None of your business Pansy just tell me which one…"
She thought for a moment and said, "Go bald. No one will recognize you tomorrow or maybe you could dye it a different color! Yeah, black would go very well!"
"Don't you touch my hair with black hair dye woman! I'll look like the demon child from hell."
"You are the demon child from hell."
"No I'm not, not anymore at least…which one? Come on, tell me. I need to leave soon."
"Well…if you pick your old hairstyle, he might be reminded of you and him arguing all the time but it was still the best hairstyle you've ever had besides the one in third year…I'd say slick it back. It's been a while…"
"Okay…thanks."
"Don't wear that tie though, come here. I have one."
"Why do you have a tie? Let alone, why do you have three ties?"
"You're not the only one who has a date tonight…you're also not the only one who's gay…" she said and hinting around the bush.
"Okay then…not going there with you. Nope, no thank you. Too much information. Thanks for the tie."
"Good luck Draco!"
"You too…and uh, yeah…you know…get lucky…or-or something…" Draco said realizing how terrible he is at making people feel confident.
'This is it,' Harry thought.
'This is it,' Draco thought while walking to meet Harry and then turns around scared shitless. 'I can't do this,' he thought, 'I can't come out! My father would kill me! But Harry has a sister who would let us live with her…'
Harry wasn't as nervous as Draco was considering that all his edginess was all in the dorm room's trashcan. Draco began getting cold feet and he thought to himself, 'No, no! Not now! Of all times please don't let it be now!'
"Draco?" Harry's voice stood behind him.
"Harry…" he said and bowed while kissing his hand.
"Oh stop. Don't be silly…people will stare."
"People will still stare if we walk in there together…are you sure you're ready for this because we can do this another time…"
"Let them make fools out of themselves and let them stare. Let them call us names because you know what? If they call us names then at we least we know that they have enough time on their hands to praise us of our relationship…they're jealous. It's like telling someone they can't sing…at least they are taking the time of day to say it to you so you're obviously making a good and lasting impression on them…you'll be fine and I'll be fine." Harry wasn't telling Draco all of this to convince him but also to convince himself because he too is nervous at this point.
"Just walk in, smile and ignore them, just pretend they aren't even there," said Harry.
They get to the door and stop. Both hearts beating so quickly and little did they know, Hermione had a surprise for them…she had a song played as soon as they were to start dancing…Harry's hand turns the doorknob and Dumbledore opens it from the other side causing the other two to nearly jump out of their shoes.
"Boys! What are you…Oh tonight is the night you guys…well good luck! Ron and Hermione are in there already…they both have dates."
"Who are they?" Draco asked trying to stall for time.
"Ron is with a girl from Hufflepuff and Hermione is here with Pansy I think."
"Pansy?! Pansy?! As in the Pansy I know?" Draco exclaimed.
"Draco…come on, we need to get going," Harry urged him, "the sooner we get this over with, the better…"
"Wait…"
"What?"
"Did you call your sister to double-check we can still stay over summer and holidays?"
"Yes I did and she said it'd be fine."
"Okay, good…what's her name again?"
"Come on already…In Hermione's words, I want to 'flaunt our relationship' and we can't do that until we both walk in…Draco…I love you. I'm in love with you and nobody else. What others say and what they feel…we can't change their mind. We are who we are, yes we are different and it might be a bit of a shock and a mental shift for everyone. Even Ron is still getting used to the idea of us being together…so is Hermione. People will say what they wish…now if you don't want to go in there then it looks like I'll be out a date tonight…please come in with me…"
"Please come in with me Draco," said Crabbe and Goyle mocking Harry from the other side of the room and laughing hysterically. Draco made another run for Goyle once again but Harry grabbed him and said, "No…don't. See? They're walking away, they are walking away," said Harry while holding Malfoy's arms behind his back so he couldn't run away, "You came out to them, that was good! But…you can't punch the first person that says something otherwise trying to make them look like morons will also be able to go vice versa as well. If you punch someone who calls you anything, you'll make yourself look stupid…Don't."
"Harry…I can't do this."
"Yes, you can! For me, Draco, do it for me!"
"I can't…" And Harry finally had enough of this and pushed him up against a wall in front of everyone who hadn't entered the dance yet and kissed him full-tongue and everything. This went on for about ten to fifteen seconds before Harry asks him, "Ready now?" and Draco nods with pink cheeks. Everyone in the room, Snape included, were wide-eyed and jaws dropped. They couldn't believe what they had seen and Draco secretly felt more powerful against them than ever.
"One more thing Harry…"
"What now?"
"I don't think I could be able to do this at all without you. Before you came in the picture, I had never even thought about coming out…ever. Thank you and I love you."
Harry smiled with love and happiness showing from his eyes and says, "You're welcome…"
Harry quickly opened the door and Neville, because he didn't have a date this year, was controlling the music. Hermione pointed at Draco and Harry and whispered something in his ear. Neville nodded and put on a certain piece of music that nobody had ever really heard before. Draco and Harry hadn't taken five steps and already, all eyes were on them. Even those who were dancing had stopped to stare, glare, sneer, throw something, say something, anything. They all stopped and some stopped momentarily, shrugged and went back to dancing whereas others stopped and stared for long periods of time, Ron included. The song was called, "Brave" by Idina Menzel. The piano starts and everyone has their eyes on them. By the time the lyrics are being sung, Draco and Harry are already slow dancing.
"I don't know,
Just where I'm going
And tomorrow,
It's a little overwhelming.
And the air is cold,
And I'm not the same anymore.
I've been running,
In your direction
For too long now.
I've lost my own reflection
And I can't look down…
If you're not there to catch me when I fall.
If this is the moment I stand here on my own,
If this is my right of passage that somehow leads me home.
I might be afraid, but it's my turn to be brave.
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye.
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life.
I can't be afraid, cause it's my turn to be brave.
All along,
All I ever wanted was to be the light
When your life was daunting but I can't see mine
When I feel as though you're pushing me away.
Well who's to blame?
Are we making the right choices?
Cause we can't be sure
If we're hearing our own voices
As we close the door,
Even though we are so desperate to stay.
If this is the moment I stand here on my own,
If this is my right of passage that somehow leads me home.
I might be afraid, but it's my turn to be brave.
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye.
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life.
I can't be afraid, cause it's my turn to be brave.
And I might still cry,
And I might still bleed.
These thorns in my side,
This heart on my sleeve.
And lightening may strike,
This ground at my feet.
And I might still crash,
But I still believe…
This is the moment I stand here on my own,
With everything I have inside, everything I own.
I might be afraid, but it's my turn to be brave.
And this is the last time before we say goodbye.
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life.
I can't be afraid…it's my turn to be brave."
Nobody existed in this moment except them. They both had to be brave and Hermione was trying to tell them that. They nearly forgot about the others around them staring in silence and nobody else was dancing except for the two of them. When the son ended, the two walked off out of nowhere to thank Hermione for what she had done by giving them the most romantic night of their life.