Pumpkin Spice (Hon)

(Chapter 2) The Talk

After classes were over dor the day, it was about 5:34 PM when I walked ro Hagrid's hut. Often I visit him with Ron or Hermione. But now I decided to go alone. There's something on my mind I wanted to talk about.

I beated on Hagrid's door. "Come 'n!" I heard him yell.

Hagrid, a giant with brown hair and a long, bushy beard. I stepped inside his  one room hut.

" 'Ey there, Harry," said Hagrid, who was cooking some fish," What're ga doin' here?"

"I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Well, yer not tryna get into any trouble, are ya?"

"No..." I said, worriedly. I tried to spit out the words I was trying to tell him.

" 'You alright, Harry?" Said Hagrid, with a concerned look on his face.

I cant spit out the words. I want to tell him what's been going on with me this past week. I want to tell him about the tea leaves, the dream, about everything.

But I can't. I just sit down on the couch and grab a caramel taffy, which glued my teeth together.

"Somethin' botherin' ya?" Asked a concerned Hagrid.

"In Divination this week, Professor Trelawney told me I'd find true love, and I had a dream when Ron and I kissed.."

I said it. I can't believe I said it.

"Woah there, Harry! I knew you and Ron would be a great couple! Dumbledore owes me 10 galleons!" Exclaimed Hagrid.

What the heck.. Hagrid and Dumbledore had bets with each other? What the bloody hell is wrong with them?!"

I felt tears come into my eyes. I can't risk Ron finding out. He's just a friend, maybe it's just a weird coincidence! This will all be over soon. Why am I crying?

"Oh, blimey, Harry! I'm so sorry. Is there anything you want ter tell me?"

Does he mean... No. I'm totally straight.

That's what everyone else thinks.

When I lived with the Dursleys, I went to school with Dudley. I hate that dude with all my heart. Him and his annoying fat friends, my uncle, my aunt..

But I liked a guy in my class. His name was Alan Simone. His eyes twinkled when he looked at me. I was never good enough for him. I was a skinny and small boy, long hair that grew out every week, like magic.

"Nothing! Nothing at all.." I ran out of Hagrid's hut and heard him yell something, but I couldn't hear him. I ran to the girl's bathroom on the first floor. The only person ever there was Moaning Myrtle, a ghost who haunted the bathroom.

The guys can't hear me crying, they'd think I'm a child.

I locked the bathroom door and saw Myrtle, floating near her favorite stall. I ran into an empty one as tear streamed down my face.

"Hello there Harry! Crying like a baby, I see?"

"No, I just.. Got a potion in my eye, that's all."

I'm horrible at lying. I'm the definition of horrible.

"Oh Harry! You're more miserable than poor old 'Moaning Myrtle,' you can't lie."

I quickly ran out of the bathroom, where Malfoy was walking to dinner I'm a mess right now already, I don't need Draco to make it worse.

"Crying in the girl's bathroom, Pottah? You really need to man up! You're acting like such a child right now! Oh wait. You are a child!"

My blood started burning with anger. I turned redder than Neville when he's in Potions.

"Shut up, Malfoy.." I can't take it. "Oh no, I'm so scared!" Said Malfoy, dramatically.

Next thing I know, Draco was moaning in pain, and he was bruised all over and bleeding.

"What the bloody hell is going in here?"

Oh no. It's Hermione, followed by Ron, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, and Dumbledore

"Blimey, Harry! What's gotten into ya today," said a worried Hagrid, "Yer cryin', yer fightin another student, yer face is red, and ya ain't even talkin' to anyone!

I'm embarrassed. I wish this was all a dream. Maybe I'll wake up in my bed, my soft bedroom. Maybe I'm not so depressed about Ron and I after all.

That didn't happen.

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Professor Dumbledore invited me to his office to talk with him. He always does this, and I never tell him anything. I walk inside and see Fawkes, a beautiful phoenix who lived in Dumbledore's office.

"Hello there Harry. How are you today? I heard you have been upset today. Let's talk. Is there anything you need to tell me?"

"N-no sir." My usual excuse. It's good so I don't have to talk to him. I've used it hundreds of times. It always works.

"Harry, we need to talk."

I told him everything. I told him about the dream, the tea leaves, the discussion with Hagrid, the bets he and Hagrid placed, the fight.

Dumbledore chuckled and patted my shoulder. "It's alright if you're gay, Harry. I'm gay too! It's all good."

"But I don't want Ron to know- I mean THINK I like him." I felt tears in my eyes.

"It's fine if you do, it's just between me and you. Hagrid and I did place a bet, but we didn't mean to upset you."

"So.. Who did you think I'd end up liking anyway?"

"Well um.. That's unimportant, but-"

"I need to know! I'm extremely curious of what you owe Hagrid 10 galleons for."

"I thought you and Draco would date, it sounds reasonable." Said Dumbledore.

"What in the world is wrong with you guys?! I hate Draco with everything on my body"

"Except for your heart"

"I'm going to go now.."

I stormed out of Dumbledore's office and walked down to the common room.

I just don't want Ron finding out. He's just going on a walk with Neville, I guess. It's alright.