That Damn Voice.

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(EDIT: Please read the very last A/N in this fic before you continue)
Harry stared at Draco, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, laughing about something. He was so fucking hot. "Hotter than he was in first year" the voice in his head said smugly. He didn't feel bad about these thoughts, like Remus told him he had at his age.

Harry knew he was gay and he was going to break up with Ginny, she was cheating on him with Dean anyway. He sighed heavily and told himself that he'd do it after dinner, there was no use in stalling it.

The only part he disliked about the voice was how it kept pointing out what he was trying to deny. That he was attracted to Draco Malfoy. Wait, attracted to is an understatement. More like, hopelessly in love with Draco Malfoy.

-after dinner -

Harry ran over to Ginny and pulled her aside. "Harry?!" She gasped. "We need to break up, Ginny." He said awkwardly. Her face fell but she nodded and walked away.

That night, after Harry had explained to Ron about why he broke up with Ginny without saying he liked guys, he lay in bed, happy that nothing went wrong. "Draco could be yours now." The voice suddenly piped up.

Harry smiled. 'That damm voice. Does it ever shut up?' He asked himself. Then he fell asleep.

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