war: my mind vs. my heart

stfu weasle.

After the "talk" with potter over the past week he had been popping up everywhere but we hadn't said a word to each other.

I had double potions with the Gryffindor's.

I was to focused on the book i was reading to notice i had bumped into anyone nocking all their stuff to the floor.

"Sorry" a familiar voice rang.
Potter.

"Stop apologizing for everything." i said helping him pick up his books. "plus i wasn't paying attention" i continue giving him his books.

"right. uh sorry." he said.

"Potter." i said.

"yeah?" he said.

"you apologized again." i said.

"Sorry" he said.

"Merlin ur not the brightest are u?" i asked laughing.

"what?" he said.

"Stop apologizing for stuff that u didn't do." i said walking. he followed.

"Oh. Sor-" he began.

"Ah!" i cut him off. "Stop saying that word."

"Right. my bad." he said.

"That's apologizing." I said.

"Well what am i supposed to do?" he asked.

"Not apologize?" i asked as if it were obvious. which it was.

"Okay." he said. He seemed off. Sad almost.

"You alright potter?" I asked.
dont be to nice now draco. a voice ran in my head.

"Yeah i'm fine." he said not making eye contact. "catch you later." he said.

"we have the same class dim wit." i said pulling his arm.

"What's up with you?" I asked.

"Why are you being nice?" he asked.

"Cause i care." i said
shit. wrong word draco.

"you what?" he asked.

"Just answer my question." i said.

"Nothing Malfoy. i'm fine." he said.

"No ur not." i said. "now stop lying." i said. At this point i had pulled him into a empty classroom to talk.

"How would you know?" he said.

"I've known you for 5 years potter." i said simply.

"no you've known my name." he said.

"Your favorite colors green even though ur in Gryffindor. You eat the same thing for breakfast every morning. Eggs, bacon, and pineapple juice. Which i don't understand. You love to fly cause it makes you feel free. You stick your tongue out when ur concentrated usually drawing flowers or a very bad drawing of Snape. You hate the smell of ink so u get the scented ones, and you don't like people talking about your parents but i do it because ur face makes this weird expression that i've never seen before" I said gasping for air. "that's not even half of it." i finished.

"o." was all he could say.

"So yes potter. I know somethings wrong and your going to tell me because that was a lot." i breathed.

"It's nothing i will ever tell u Malfoy. Plus you'd think it's stupid to get upset over." he said.

"try me."

"we're going to be late" He said.

"I can be late. now spill." i said getting annoyed. I really do care.

"Ron's mad at me." He said.

"Why?" i asked.

"Because i like someone." he looked down.

"He can't tell u who u can have a crush on." I said. Probably that weaslett.

"It's not just that. He's Homophobic.." Potter dragged out.

"U like.." i began. Harry potter was gay?

"Yes. I'm into men and if your going to be just like Ron get over it. I don't have time." he said turning around.

"i'm not homophobic u git." I said making him turn back around. "I just wasn't expecting u to like boys." i continued.

"Me either really." He said. "Don't tell anyone please.."

"I won't. your secrets safe with me." i replied. "And don't let that red head bother you. If he says anything or lays a finger on u. I'll curse him." i said trying to make it seem like i meant what i said. If that weasley so happens to lay a wrong finger on potter i'll rip his head off. Literally.

"Thanks Malfoy. Glad i can trust you." He said giving me a small smile.

"Anytime scar head." i said returning that smile.
We walked to class in silence. Potter kept his head down as we walked not catching anyone's attention.
We entered the class room and took our seats on opposite sides of the room. He sat beside Granger who sat next to the Weasley. I could tell she was trying to get the two to talk but the red head of the three wouldn't even look at him. And if he did he pretended his eyes burned or gagged. Potters face read it all. He was heartbroken. He had lost his best friend, the one he trusted. All because he was gay. How could someone be so cold? I mean sure i was mean to them but i would never use potters sexuality as a insult or make it seem like a bad thing. It was awful watching Potter look heartbroken when his best friend would do said things. It was until Weasley stuck his tongue to the side of his mouth making it poke out as he gagged that i finally said something.

"Piss off Weasley. We know ur homophobic. You don't need to tell us for the millionth time." i said earning a glare from my fellow classmates.

"What was that Malfoy?" he asked.

"I said stop being homophobic." i responded following his move.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" He said getting up.

"Ronald sit down." Granger butted in.

"No offense Granger. But "Ronald" needs to shut the fuck up" i said copping Grangers voice when she said the red head name.

"What? Are you and Harry finally together. I mean how much he likes you and all. You two going to make a little fag family together?" He asked laughing.
I looked over at Potter who's eyes were watering.
i couldn't stand his blabbing on and on. I looked back over at potter and i turned towards weasel socking the red head across the face causing him to fall into the desk he came from. Once he regained his poster he swung hitting me in the shoulder. We continued swinging at each other until i threw a punch that made him fall to the ground. I threw a couple more punches before getting back to my feet just to spit on him. He had hit me a couple times in the face cause me to have a busted lip and my gums were bleeding.
"What's going on here?" snap asked finally walking into the classroom.

"Ron and Malfoy got into a fight." Neville blurted. I wasn't mad i mean it clearly looked like it and i could tell it slipped out.

"I can see that. May i ask why?" He said in his cool tone voice.

"Weasley was being a homophobic prick and wouldn't shut up sir." Finigann butted in.

"Is that true Malfoy?" he asked.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry but the things he was saying.." i said.

"I'm guessing u threw the first punch Draco?" he asked.

"Yes sir." I said keeping my head up. I was ready for any punishment to come. Weasley deserved it.

"Fifty points from each house, Malfoy Detention tomorrow for and hour. Weasley Detention for two hours tonight after dinner." He stated plainly. "Punishments are because you were being unruly and definitely disrespectful Mr, Weasley." he continued cutting off the red head. "Now get him to the hospital wing." The weasel just needs to stfu.