Cuts Run Deep

Ship it

~Harry's POV~

I messed up...

I can't believe I stole Draco's first kiss like that. Stupid. I've been wanting to do that since third year and I messed it up. Now I'll never have a chance with him. I suppress the tears that threaten to fall as I walk back to the common room.

"23 Sickles." The portrait swings open and I step inside. I plaster a smile on my face when I see Hermione sitting in front of the fire. I can't tell her about what happened, but I think I can tell her something...

"Hey Hermione." I say nervously as I walk up to her. "Can I talk to you?" She nods and scoots over. I sit down next to her and take in a breath. Once I'm settled I run my hands along my jeans and look around to make sure no one is within earshot. The common room is empty. I guess that's good, but I still don't know where to start.

"So what was it you wanted to tell me Harry?" She asks warmly. It's Hermione. She's been one of my best friends since first year. I can tell her this... right? I haven't told anyone yet and I'm scared. I take a deep breath and push all of those thoughts away. It'll be fine. Once I compose myself I turn to face her. I guess I'll just spit it put then.

"I'm bi." I say quickly. I bite my lip and look at my hands. I expect Hermione to say something, but she doesn't. She laughs. I look up at her confused. "What's so funny?" I ask.

"It's about time you figured it out!" She's still grinning mischievously.

"You knew?!" I'm completely flabbergasted.

Hermione laughs again and shakes her head. "Of course I did silly. And I accept you for it." 

I'm shocked and a bit flustered. "How did you know? Was I really that obvious?" I always though I did a good job at hiding it. I've never even brought up the topic before. I hope no one else knows. I wasn't even completely sure myself until this year!

"No, it's not obvious to everyone, but it was obvious for me. I've seen the way you look at Malfoy, stealing glances when you think no one will notice. I've read enough books to know that look all too well. You like him. You have since third year." I'm completely taken aback. I wold not have seen that coming in a million years. I feel my face heat up. I'm blushing. I try to say something, but my brain won't form a sentence. Hermione giggles. After a moment, I'm over the initial shock.

"Does Ron know?" I ask nervously. I've never heard Ron say anything blatantly homophobic, but he may start asking questions that drag Draco's name into the conversation. Considering he doesn't like him very much, Ron may not be the most accepting.

"Of course he doesn't. Ron is even more of an oblivious idiot than you are. It took him seven years to figure out that he liked me!" Hermione rolls her eyes dramatically. I laugh. It was true honestly. Even I could see it before him. I let out a sigh of relief. I'm so glad i finally told someone. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

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I spend the next hour or so talking to Hermione about everything and nothing. It felt good to just talk to her without having to worry about anything. Eventually, Ron comes through the portrait hole. His face lights up when he sees us. I scoot over to make room for him between Hermione and I. He sits down between us.

"So how was detention mate?" I ask Ron.

"Super boring. I was so bored that I actually studied!" Hermione giggles and I shake my head. He rolls his eyes and shoves me. I push him back and we all start laughing. 

"Maybe you wouldn't have to go to detention if you didn't fall asleep in class Ronald." Hermione states matter of factly. Ron looks to me and I shrug my shoulders in agreement with Hermione.

We go back to talking like normal but with Ron this time. I decide not to tell Ron my secret tonight and Hermione doesn't bring it up. I'll tell him eventually.  At about 10, Ron and I say goodnight to Hermione and head up to the dorm.

I lay on my bed, thinking of Draco. The kiss keeps coming to mind. It makes me happy but guilty at the same time. I have to find a way to make it up to him somehow. I fall asleep thinking of ways to do so.

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~Hermione's POV~

I wait to make sure the boys went upstairs. Even though i was the one who suggested they get some sleep, my night was far from over. I send a quick patronus with a message on it. I hope it doesn't take too long for it to be received.

I go to wait by the portrait hole. I was expecting someone.

Knock knock

Pause

Knock knock knock knock

About half an hour after sending the message, I hear the pattern I was waiting for. I push open the portrait and see a figure standing outside. I invite them through. Once they're inside and in the light, I can see them more clearly. It was exactly who I was expecting.

Pansy Parkinson.

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"I see you got my message." I state simply. We're sitting in front of the fireplace. The same spot that Ron and Harry sat with me not too long ago. The common room is deserted so no one will know that Pansy is here.

"Yep. Something about Harry and Draco? What did you need to tell me?" Since becoming friends with Parkinson this year, I've told her what I noticed about Harry and Malfoy. She said that after the war, Draco had started acting strange around Harry too. Since then, we've wanted to come up with a plan to get them together, but we hadn't had any solid evidence that either of them were even into guys. Until now.

"Harry likes Draco." I say in a low voice. Even though we're alone, I don't want to risk anyone overhearing. Pansy's face lights up. She smirks.

"Odd that he would tell you that today of all days. I wonder if something happened between them." she says.

"Why do you say that?" I ask.

"I mean, I can't be completely sure, but when Draco came into the common room earlier today, he was... happy. Like happier than usual." I consider this. I could be entirely possible. I didn't see Harry in the common rooms until he came to talk to me. I wonder what happened.

"Whatever it was, we need to do something about this." I say decisively. We take a minute to think of something.

"We could try to get them to meet up somewhere outside of class." Pansy suggests. That's not a bad idea, but it may be difficult.

"When would we do it though?" 

"How about tomorrow morning. I have a feeling Draco is going to sleep well tonight so I should be able to catch him in the morning. What about Harry?" Harry usually wakes up after me but before the rest of the Gryffindor boys. I should be able to get him to go.

"I think I can do that. Will 7:30 work?" She nods, grinning from ear to ear.

"Perfect." She says. 

We figure out the rest of the details after that. At around midnight, I suggest that Pansy goes back to the common room to get some rest. She agrees. I wave goodbye and close the portrait. I can't wait for tomorrow.

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No, this chapter does not set up Pansmione in this story. Sorry :'(

It's a bit different writing from Hermione's perspective. How was it?

Hope you enjoyed reading!

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