The walk to the common room was quite awkward. But as he entered, he noticed Hermione and Ron waiting on one of the couches. "Where the hell were you, Harry?" Ron said with a somewhat irritated expression. "Harry, you were supposed to be here forty-five minutes ago," Hermione said after giving him a small hug.
"Sorry guys. I was...busy," muttered Harry with a merely embarrassed tone.
"Alright," Hermione said patiently. "Are you hungry?" Harry sighed and replied, "No, but thanks for asking."
Ron indicated for Harry to follow him. Ron kissed Hermione. "Gnight 'Mione." Both Ron and Harry uttered. They then left for their room up the staircase.
When they had changed into their pajamas, Ron was still interested as to where he had been. "Where were you Harry?" Harry calmly responded with "It doesn't matter, I was in detention."
Ron glared at Harry for a few seconds before commenting on Malfoy. "Did he do something?"
"Nope," Harry said with a shaky voice.
"Alright..." Ron was now climbing into bed, and Harry did the same.
"Good night Ron."
"Good night Harry."
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The next morning after they had dressed, they walked down to the Great Hall. The whispers were even worse than last time, but Hermione and Ron simply tried to dismiss them.
Harry, however, could not. He barely ate, and they kept telling him he needed to because he had Quidditch practice. He took a couple of bites and then left to grab his broom. (One of his prized possessions.) It was a firebolt and wicked fast. His godfather Sirius Black had sent him it during his third year at Hogwarts.
After practice and his classes that day, Harry decided to owl Sirius and his boyfriend Remus. Harry was happy that Sirius finally found someone that comforted and loved him.
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Dear Godfather,
It's me, Harry. Thanks for the birthday gift and card. How have you and Remus been? This school year has been crazy, so many incidents have happened. I'm not sure how to feel about them. Anyways, I hope you're doing well.
Sincerely, Harry Potter
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He gave the letter to Hedwig, and she took off. Not long after, Hermione walked up to Harry and said she needed an individual to talk to.
Harry waved his hand at the chair, indicating for her to sit down. "Harry," Hermione said slowly. "I'm confused."
"About what Hermione?"
"Well, I think I might like Pansy."
"Then again, I love Ron."
"I know that Pansy started all the gossip about you."
"B-but she's just so gorgeous a-and I don't know what to do."
Harry held a shocked expression on his face. But politely stuttered, "W-well then, who do you see your future self with?"
"That's the problem, Harry. I don't know."
"This is all so crazy and different to me, I don't even know if she likes me back. And if she did, what would I tell Ron?"
"I don't know Hermione. But, I feel you."
"Don't tell anyone this, but, I think I might like Malfoy," Harry said with an anxious expression.
"Possibly more than a crush."
Hermione replied with a shocked, yet, supportable "Really?"
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"Ordinary" Enemies
FanfictionIt's the fifth year at Hogwarts for Harry Potter. Read to find out how he struggles with his sexual orientation, and worst of all, falling in love with his sworn enemy. His enemy, Draco Malfoy, whom has loved him since the third year assumes that th...
