Chapter 10: The Secret is out

It had been a day since Harry came out to Draco, and all he was thinking about was what Draco would do with that sort of information. Would he tell? Would he care? Will he ask to move dorms? All these questions floated around in Harrys head as he got ready for the day ahead. After getting dressed, he left his room to see Draco's door still shut and no sign of him. He pushed his door ajar, checking for the blond, but no sign of him at all. Just as Harry was about to leave, he noticed a piece of golden paper neatly folded on Draco's pillow. Curiosity overwhelming him, he snuck in and grabbed it, opened it and read quickly through whatever had been written.He dropped the note, and fell down onto Draco's green bed.After spending several hours staring up at Draco's ceiling, he got up and set the note back in its original spot, spread out the creases he had made in the sheets and left, making sure to leave everyone how it originally was before.He left the dorm and headed for the Great Hall to meet Hermione and Ron for a trip to Hogsmeade.He quickly walked through the rows of tables until he reached Ron and Hermione, "Fancy going to the Three Broomsticks?""I could go and grab a butter beer," Ron said answering Harry's question. Hermione sighed, and collected her books ready to leave for Hogsmeade.

"Three butter beers please," Harry ordered. They made their way over to an empty table in the corner."So, Ginny is still complaining about that date. Can't you just tell her you'll go on one to shut her up?" Ron begged."Why should Harry pretend he likes someone he doesn't?" Hermione said more forcefully then intended."I'm not saying pretend, just let her down slowly, go on one date then tell her it was nice but not for you," Ron explained, sipping from his frothing butter beer.Harry began to zone out, thinking of his blond-haired, dreamy-eyed roommate. But that's all he currently was, a roommate, and Harry wanted that to change. He thought back to the letter, Draco confessing to not hating Harry, to all them things he wrote about his hair, they way Harry stood. Before today he thought no one ever noticed the small things like that, but Draco had, and he noticed every little detail about Draco as well."...Harry?" Ron tapped Harry on the shoulder.Harry rubbed his eyes, "Y-yeah?" "We were talking about potions class," Hermione answered, Harry's expression changed instantly."What about it?""Just the homework," Ron finished the last of his beer, "I'll be back.""Where are you going?" Hermione grabbed Ron's hand."Do you really want to know?" He said walking away to the bathrooms and laughing.Harry took small sips from his drink, trying to find things that would help him avoid eye contact with Hermione."Harry...""Yes?" he answered way too quickly."We need to discuss you and Draco," She said bluntly."There's nothing to discuss, we are roommates.""Who do you think you are talking to?" She asked, taking a big swig from her drink."I don't know what you want me to tell you-"She sighed and lightly chuckled, "You have a crush on him, you have since forever but you haven't handled it well. I've watched you struggle with it for years but I didn't intervene just in case I was wrong,""I'm sorry, I what-now?" Harry said, but his question wasn't answered as Ron returned to the table."What'd I miss?" He questioned, grabbing for an apple on the table."Nothing." He turned to face the window, his cheeks glowing a light shade of fuchsia pink.

~~~ Time Skip To Night ~~~Draco had been circling around the astronomy tower for two hours now. He was pacing around, the balls of his feet began to ache. His head was full of thoughts, thoughts about what to do with Pansy and Harry, it was a simple answer really, but Draco couldn't do things the 'easy' way. His plan was to ask to move back into the Slytherin dorms, and ask for his timetable to be different to Harry's, but he couldn't bring himself to tell McGonagall why, he didn't want to never see Harry again, but if he was going to stop him from developing more of a crush then he already had he was willing to do whatever he could. His father had always told him he'd find a nice lady who would give him lots of children and they would have a normal life together, but that was the opposite of what he wanted. He knew he was gay, he knew he had always wanted to be with a guy, but he hadn't accepted that, he hated that part of him so much. Disrupting him from his thoughts, a freak sounded at the bottom of the stairs. As someone began to walk up to him his heart raced, who was it?He sighed in relief when he saw the raven-haired boy slowly make his way across the room to him, "Hey, is everything ok?" He said anxiously, he was fiddling with his thumbs, Draco could tell he was worried about something."Of course, are you?" "Yeah, I just needed to talk to you." Harry moved closer, leaning on the banister stopping them from falling to their deaths."What about?" Draco mirrored his movements, resting on the banister next to Harry. They both looked out over the horizon, the last minutes of sunlight visible.Harry relaxed his shoulders, breathing in and out his nose slowly, "Well just um, about the other day.""I won't tell anyone, if that's what you are concerned about-""No that's not what- I just wanted to ask about Pansy. If you don't care about her why was you doing ... that?" They both cringed at this question, but Harry had to know the answer."I, I don't know, I guess it's just a distraction.""From me?" Harry asked as if he already knew the answer, which he did.Draco's heart suddenly dropped to the floor, his stomach began to form a pit and his throat became tight, "W-What did you just say?""I read your letters, how you want to be more than friends with me but hate yourself for it," Harry explained."How did you find them?""You left one lying on your pillow.""Shit," He cursed"You have nice handwriting by the way," Harry mentioned casually, he turned his whole body to Draco."Thanks?" "You shouldn't hate yourself for being how you are. When I was with the Dursley's they told me I was disgusting, how I had cursed anyone who knew, I believed them until I realised that was stupid. I got myself into a good group of friends, I stopped thinking that everyone hated me for being who I was, I just accepted that part of me." Draco's eyes stung, he bit back tears, "The difference is, you had access to a good group of friends, who cared about you, you were the chosen one, you made all the right choices.""What do you mean? you have me, and I'm sure if you changed the way you act Ron and Hermione would welcome you. So many people care and love you Draco," He said like it was common knowledge."Well where are they? Where are all these people that 'love' me?" He gestured to the absent people, his stomach feeling so empty and sick. A small tear began to roll down his cheek, and there was no holding back anymore. He let his tears fall, they began dampening his clothes and the floor, Harry rushed to his aid, placed two hands on either side of Draco to keep him in place.Harry rubbed small circles on Draco's back, tying his best to steady him, "You are talking to one right now."For a moment they looked into each other's eyes, studying each speck of colour, each and every crease, the small freckles. Harry's eyes moved to look at Draco soft round lips, they were the perfect size for his face, gentle and perfect. Harry's own lips tingled, longing to be connected to the pale boy in front of him.He rubbed a finger over Draco's bottom lip, and then everything happened at once. In a matter of seconds, Draco and leaned in and placed his lips on Harry's, they moved slowly and gently, the pace caught up slightly after a few seconds. Sparks flew behind Harry's eyes, it felt great to be finally doing something he had dreamt about for 4 years. He pulled away, Draco's face still lingered and his eyes stayed closed for a moment."Are you sure?" Harry said, before his lips met with Draco's again, this time moving quicker and more passionately. Draco ran his hands through Harry's black hair, tugging slightly at the ends. Harry's hands had snakes down to Draco's waist, and were now holding him protectively.After a good few seconds, Draco broke away, realising what had just happened. His eyes went wide as he stared at Harry. He couldn't believe he had just done that.