I'm a What?

Winter has arrived at Hogwarts as Hagrid was bringing a tree inside to decorate the grand hall.

Ron was full of energy and joy at the thought of presents, but Harry was moping since Hermoine left to be with her family for the holidays.

"It's nearly Christmas, Harry!" Ron Weasley said. "Cheer up, will you?"

"NO, Ron! Hermione's..." Harry Potter stopped suddenly before revealing too much information.

"Who the bloody hell cares about her?" Ron snarled and annoyed at Harry for bringing up Hermoine's name.

"Every straight guy, lesbian girl, and bisexual fortunate enough to meet her!"

Harry roared at the callous attitude Ron was showing towards Hermoine.

"Hate to break it to ya, mate, but I am 100% gay..." Ron said loudly not caring who heard.

Harry's rant-to-be stopped entirely, as did everyone else in the Great Hall,where everyone was eating a pre-Christmas break feast.

Most of them choked and spat out whatever they were eating or drinking.

The rest were whispering and Draco Malfoy was counting a stack of coins as if from a bet.

Harry stormed out of the Great Hall not aware Ron followed him.

Exactly half a minute later, he unleashed a great roar as a rush of power that shook the castle and the occupants.

He felt a peculiar burning tingle in his right palm, then fainted onto the stone floor with a heavy thud..

"What is this mark on his hand?" Dumbledore yelled, followed by a resounding smack sound and a strange yelp.

"Don't yell at me, Albus Whatever-Your-Middle-Names-Are Dumbledore!"

Pomfrey snarled at the annoying, powerful, older wizard that was making her head ache.

"It's not the kid's fault he has powers and a destiny far greater than you! You've said it yourself- your destiny is to die to aid in the destruction of YOUR SON, Lord Voldemort!"

The following silence was so absolute, Harry could hear Dumbledore's blush of embarrassment and Pomfrey's surprise at seeing Harry up.

"So that's what a blush sounds like," He murmured, eliciting giggles and chuckles from Hermione and Ron, respectively.

Wait what was Hermoine doing here anyway? Assuming she left to be with her family hours ago?

"How long have I been out?" Harry asked as he felt different than before.

"An hour, exactly." Pomfrey replied. "Harry, an explanation is due-"

"I don't owe anyone an explanation!"

"I will be explaining, Harry. It's about your powers."

"What powers?" Ron asked as feelings of jealousy surged through his body.

He was then thrown out of the room by Hagrid and landed into Draco Malfoy.

" Watch where you're going Weasley, you almost ripped my robes!"

Draco snarled as he dusted the dirt off as Ron fixed himself.

" Why don't you just blow me you snobby ass!"

Ron yelled at Draco who just snorted from the insult.

" Because you're not my type. You can't handle me and you're too small for my taste."

Draco smirked triumphantly and walked away as Ron turned red and sputtered in anger.

"Ah, 'Arry. Glad to see ya up," he said.

" Me too, Hagrid, me too."

"Harry, do you want to know why you are such an exceptional Quidditch player? It's because of your heightened senses.

You have to have glasses because you have nocturnal vision. You have great strength, stamina, and speed. You are a black tiger neko."

For the second time in one day Harry fainted at the hearing of this information.