Dancing With A Potter

Chapter 2

"You can't send me there!" I yelled at my mom and dad as I ran down the stairs with my computer. Blaise and me were still on facetime. "You can't force me to stay in the same house as that freak."

"What are you talking about Draco?" My mom as she looked up from the book she was reading.

"I'm talking about staying with the Potters and their freak kid!" I yelled at her. My mom and dad lay down their books and looked at me. They were looking at me with the same face I gave Blaise earls that day on Facetime.

"And who is this freak child they have?" My dad ask.

"I'm talking about Harry Girly Potter!" I said to him. "I don't want to be in the same house as him. You know that he likes guys right? He also wants to be a girl instead of a guy." I told them.

"Draco I don't think we understand of what's wrong with Harry?" My mom said. My family is one of those open minded family. Well my parents are. I'm not as opened mind like my parents. I don't think being gay is a sin. No not at all. I stand for same sex maigre. But I don't like the whole trans thing. I find it wired. I mean you were born in your body as that sex for a reason. But I don't think that reason wood be so that you can change it. "Draco, we know that you don't like trans people that much but if you just give them a chance you'll learn a lot about why they are doing what they are doing." My mom said. She has a sad look in her eyes.

I know it's from one of my cuz her nephew was trans. His name was Teddy, or that was his trans name. His real name was Sarah. He know sic that he was born in the wrong body. I was to young to understand about what he means but I just went with what my parents say. "I said I never wants you to say their name around me ever again." I said with a mad vice. I closed my computer forgetting that Blaise and me were on facetime. I put my computer on the table in front of me and ran up stairs.

I couldn't get the memoirs out of my head. The amount of blood there was. Seeing the life leave his eyes as he went down slowly into the water. I just can't get them out of my head. I slam my door shut and locked it. I lead on my bed and started to cry giving up on trying to block the memoirs and let them come in.

~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~

I was in mine and Teddy bedroom. I was reading a book about Batman. While Teddy was on his computer looking at something. I looked up from my book and tried to see what he was doing. I got up out of bed and went be hide him. I guess he heard because he shut his computer before I could see what he was doing. "What are you looking at on there?" I asked him. He just shacked his head and got up.

"I'm going to take a shower, ok?" He told me. I nod my head and lay back down on my bed. But after of a few minutes of reading I got bored. I mean you can't blame me I was 13 back then. I looked over at Teddy's computer. I got up from the bed and walked over to the computer. I know it was a bad idea to go though other people things but I really wanted to know what Teddy was doing. He always told me everything but this one thing so I wanted to know what it was.

I opened the computer and saw that it was unlocked. But what I also saw was bad things. People were calling Teddy Faggot and other bad stuff. I wanted to see if Teddy was ok. But then I saw something that I didn't understand. I saw a pair of cloths on Teddy's bed. I thought he was taking a shower. I grabbed his cloths for him to take them to him. I walked to the bathroom and heard the water running. "Teddy I have your cloths with me. You forgot them in your room." I said as I knocked on the door. But I didn't hear any answer back. So I tried knocking again and calling out his name launder. "Teddy!" But still no one answered me. So I just walked in.

I wish I never did walk in. What I saw made me scram until my aunt and mom came running in to see what was wrong. When they got there and they saw what I saw my mom pulled me out of the bathroom and my aunt fell down on her knees and started to cry her eyes out. I could only see what I walked into. Teddy laying down in the bath with the water running. He had tears coming out of his eyes. When I walked in he looked over at me. He was still alive but was close to death too. He just looked at me and said that he loved me. I saw the life leave his eyes. He was gone.