Draco's P.O.V
"How could you!?" I yelled as I walked towards him.
"How could I what, Malfoy?" He said confused.
"You know very damn well what I'm talking about, Potter," I said nearly face to face with him now.
There was nobody in the hallway, so if I could just get in a punch...
"What are you going on about, Malfoy?" He said snapping me out if my thought.
"Ginny, I'm talking about Ginny," I was angry and something about the way his face drained of olour made me want to go about this whole thing a different way, maybe a more nice way?
"What did she say?" He whispered.
"She told us everything," I said softly, maybe I should be more kind in this conversation.
He looked like he was going to fall over and pass out. "Who else knows?"
"Just me and Hermione that I know of."
"Can we take this to the room of requirements? Please?" He talked so quiet, I had to strain to hear half of what he said.
I nodded hesitantly at first, but then followed him to the room. As I followed him in I looked around, a bed? Why was there a bed?
"Listen I can explain why I didn't tell her." I gave him a go on look. "You see, people from where I grew up weren't exactly accepting with people who were different from then. Do you know what that's like?"
"I know exactly what it feels like. You're preaching to the choir." I told him in which he looked taken back for a moment.
"I thought it would be the same here, I'd learnt to hide it from everyone."
"So you lied to Ginny about loving her?"
"No, I love her...just not like that."
"Why did you decide to tell her now?"
"Because I found a bloke that I like. Really like"
"Who?"
"Ha, like I'd tell you. You'd just as soon tell everyone. 'Look Harry's gay for whoever his name is.' Yeah sure I'll tell you."
"I won't, I promise." And I did mean it, it's not like I need anyone else hating me and not only would Harry hate me, Hermione would as well.
"Yeah right."
"Listen Harry, I'm sorry, but I won't do that. I'm much different now...or at least I'm trying to be. It's hard to change to what you've been raised to be."
"Promise that you won't tell anyone what I'm about to do" He said squinting at me.
"I promise."
"Good," he leaned in and kissed me.
