Take my Hand You Bloody Idiot - Drarry

Chapter 7

Draco's POV.

"I had a lovely time," Pansy gushes.

"Yeah, it was fun," I agree.

She looks up at me.

"I um.. well," she stutters before taking a step closer to me.

"Goodnight, Draco," she whispers, leaning her face towards mine.

She couldn't be, I mean she couldn't think that I.

She places her lips delicately on mine. After about three seconds of me standing there, shell- shocked, she pulls away.

"Pansy.. I told you tonight was just us hanging out as friends, and you were fine with that, right?"

"I really like you, Draco. And I was getting the vibe that you felt the same way," she answers.

"No.. no," I protest, " I don't think of you in that way, I'm not sure why, but.." I trail off, shrugging my shoulders.

"I think, you need to think long and hard about how you want people to perceive you. Dating a girl like me will put you on top. Remember that," she says before turning to waltz up the stairs.

'Think about it? What's she gonna do, my dad isn't even around to make me date her.'

                               ~△⃒⃘~

Harry's POV.

It walk into the great hall and am greeted by the delicious smell of food, and the not quite so appetizing stares of my peers.

Making my way towards my friends, I hear words like I haven't heard since Voldemort came back and everyone thought I was crazy.

I sit down slowly, taking in the faces of Ron, Hermione, Neville and Luna.

"What's going on?" I whisper.

"We think it may be best that you see for yourself, mate," Ron suggests, handing me a Daily Prophet.

I turn it around to face me, and see, written in bold script on the front,

'The Boy who Lied."

With it is a picture of my face, and a 'see page 8' caption.

I look up at my friends again, and see distress written plainly across their faces.

I turn the pages slowly, counting the seconds that I don't know what's written on the pages.

'What could possibly be so earth- shatteringly shocking?' I ask myself.

The headline of page 8 reads, in clear block- lettering,
"The Golden Boy is Gay."

The air leaves my body, causing the words on the pages to spin and become almost illegible.

I take a deep breath, trying hard to calm myself, so I can finish reading the article.

"The wizarding world's Golden Boy is gay, and we don't just mean happy. An inside source recently disclosed that Harry Potter himself is doting on a certain Draco Malfoy.

So far, neither Mr. Potter, nor Mr. Malfoy have made any comment on the claim.

All we at the Daily Prophet are really wondering is, what about poor Ginny, his long time girlfriend?"