Obliviate (Drarry)

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

Defense Against the Dark Arts used to be my favorite class, that is until Snape started teaching it.

Why Dumbledore thought this was a great idea is beyond me.

Ron, Hermione, and I took our seats in the middle of the classroom.

A flash of white caught my eye as Malfoy and his gang entered the room and took their seats in the back of the classroom.

Malfoy looked up at me and sneered. "What are you looking at Potter?"

"Oh, shove off Malfoy. Does it look like we want to deal with you? Ever?" Ron sneered back crossing his arms.

Malfoy smirked and made direct eye contact with me. "Actually, it seems I'm all you can think about. Isn't that right, Potter?"

My heart skipped a beat, my hands went clammy as my face paled. Ron whipped his head to look at me. "What's he going on about?"

"N-Nothing, he's just being a git." I sat down and faced the front of the room. Hermione had her nose stuck in a book and after a second Ron sat down as well.

Snape entered the classroom slamming the door shut loudly behind him.

"Pull out your summer assignments. I'll be around to collect them." Snape called. He started collecting the homework at the back of the class and made his way up to me. "Mr. Potter, what lovely of an excuse do you have for not completing the homework?" He sneered.

I looked down at the desk away from him. "None, sir." I said. I can't exactly tell him it's because the Dursley's don't let me do anything that has to deal with 'my kind' he won't believe me.

"How very disappointing." I could hear Malfoy snicker in the back of the class. "Detention. My classroom after classes today." He said before turning to Ron.

"Were you off snogging some guy in an alleyway?" Malfoy said loud enough for everyone to hear. The Slytherin's in the room seem to laugh at his comment. My face turned red from embarrassment.

"Shove off, Malfoy, Harry's not even gay." Ron defended.

Yeah, if only you knew.

"I don't think you know your friend at all, Weasel. Just yesterday I watched him eye down a guy that looked like a piece of candy to him." He crossed his arms and his face turned smug.

"You're just full of yourself Malfoy. What, daddy didn't give you enough attention so you have to gain it from everyone else?" Ron stated.

Malfoy glared at Ron. "Ron stop. Let's just leave the git alone before Snape starts taking points away." I told him.

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The entire day became more and more of a mess. Malfoy teased me every second he got for being gay. So much so that now everyone in the school is gossiping about it.

I keep hearing things like- "Did you hear that Harry Potter's gay? That's so disgusting." Or- "I heard that he has a mega crush on someone in the sixth year, I feel bad for the guy."

It's so embarrassing. This is why I haven't told anyone yet. I mean, I don't understand the big deal. Dean and Seamus are gay and in a relationship and no one's bugged them. So, I know that people of the wizarding world aren't against it. I guess they're just against their 'Savior' being gay, which, by the way, no one has even asked me if it's true. They're just assuming so because Malfoy had been parading all over school about it.

I guess it just shows how much power a pure blooded, rich family has. It's not fair. Here I am busting my arse off trying to save everyone every year of my life and the minute I do or act a certain way that doesn't gain their approval, I've turned into the bad guy.

Not to mention, everything hurtful that Malfoy has been saying is really getting to me. I have a crush on him for Merlin's sake and he's treating me like I'm gum on the bottom of his shoe!
Ok, so he's always treated me like that, but it's worse. He's absolutely disgusted with me. He wants nothing to do with me and he's making it painfully clear.

I get it. I knew nothing would happen between us, but I couldn't help it. Everything about him is perfect. Well, he can lose the attitude, but believe it or not I've seen different sides of him. None of which he's shown me, but I've seen him with a true smile on his face during classes when he's with friends making jokes.

No one else realizes it, but he's super caring too. I got hurt during quidditch one time and ended up in the infirmary. And no, he did not come to visit me, but his friend Blaise was involved in a potions accident and had to stay in the infirmary for a few days. Malfoy never noticed me there so that's how I saw how truly worried about Blaise he was.

He came in every day and stayed for hours by his side, trying every bit to cheer him up.

That's what I fell in love with. The Malfoy without a mask. The Malfoy without his wall up.

He has an image he has to maintain, but when alone, he's so different and that's what I like about him.

Don't get me wrong. The attitude side of Malfoy is annoying, but impressive. I don't think I've met someone that can come up with snappy come backs right on the spot. He's good at what he does and he knows it.

Anyways, I'm getting off topic. He hates me and it hurts. It hurts to know we'll never be something more than enemies. I know everyone is like, oh you'll move on from this. You're infatuated, not in love.

But that's easier said than done. I want to move on. I want to forget. There's nothing more I want, but my heart won't let me. It keeps beating for a slither of hope that it could actually work, but now? It's getting crushed harder than I ever thought possible and Malfoy's causing it. And it's not like he's doing it by accident. No. It's on purpose and he has no idea how much it really is destroying me.