Training for the Ballet Potter?

Chapter 2

I sit on my bed, look over and see Ron, already dressed and heading to bed, I stare out he window, not realizing Ron was sitting on my bed. He taps my shoulder, again, I jump.

"What's wrong Harry?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned. 

"Oh, um, nothing," I say, scared of what Ron would think if I told him I may like Draco.

"Come on Harry, I can tell something's up, and plus, I'm your bestfriend, you can tell me anything," Ron persisted, I simply nodded my head no. "Please," Ron whined, I sigh as I finally gave in.

"I, um, have a-" I tried to say but Ron cut me off.

"Crush?!" He says excitedly, I nod. "So which girl?" He asked, I shook my head.

"I can't tell you yet, I don't know if I really like them or not," I say, but I had a feeling that I liked him, like a lot. 

"Fine, but you should get to bed, it's already 12 in the morning!" He said as he rushed into bed and quickly fell asleep. I was up all night thinking of Draco and wondering why he called me Harry instead of Potter. Maybe he felt the same way? No, that couldn't be it, he's Draco after all. It was probably an accident. I started dozing off while my head rested on my window, then i felt someone tap my shoulder. 

"Harry, come on, it's time for breakfast! I've been saying your name over and over again!" Hermione exclaimed. "What's been on your bloody mind?" She asked, making direct eye contact with me, not going to lie , it was actually pretty terrifying.

"Oh, um, nothing," I say as I go to grab my robe but realize it's already on. I grab my tie and tighten it, only to look over and see Hermione leaning against the pole on my bed, with her arms crossed.

"Have you slept?" She asked, I shook my head no. "Whatever let's just go to breakfast, Ron is already there," She says as she grabs my arm and pulls me through the doorway, I loose my balance and fall over. "Bloody hell," she says as she helps me up. I regain balance and follow her to breakfast, ruffling my hair to look somewhat decent.  We walk over to the Gryffindor table and sit down.

"Finally, what took you two so long?" Ron said, stuffing his mouth with toast and egg. Hermione gags at the sight.

"Harry didn't sleep last night," Hermione says, looking over to me, concerned.

"I think I may know why," Ron says, smirking. I roll my eyes and look towards the Slytherin table, Draco wasn't there. I look back to see Ron and Hermione sharing looks and looking at me. Ron clears his throat and continues eating. I hope I didn't give my crush away.

"I'm going to go use the bathroom," I say waiting to them to nod in confirmation. Hermione nods and I get up to leave, as I exit I run into someone. I recognize the smell, shit, it's Draco. We both were walking at a fast pace so went we bumped into each other we both fell over. I look up and meet my eyes to his, his piercing eyes back. He gets up using the wall as a stabilizer.

"Watch where you're fucking going, Potter, " He snaps as he walks into the great hall. I'm still sitting on the floor, as I see Snape round the corner in front of me, heading my way. I use the wall to help me up and met eye contact with Snape. He looks at me with his normal, terrifying glance, and walks off. I walk to the restrooms and look at myself in the mirror. I start silently crying. The tears running down my face and onto my robe. Why was I crying? Was it because Draco was being his normal self again? I realized that it was and I starting silently balling, only the noise of my uncontrolled breath slicing the silence. I heard footsteps heading to the bathroom and I quickly splash cold water on my face to make it seem like I was washing my face. I look over and Ron enters. 

"Harry are you going to class?" Ron asks and I shook my head no.

"I have a pounding headache so I need to take a nap, sorry Ron," I say, he shrugs. 

"At least you'll get some rest," He says as he walks out. I didn't have a headache and I wasn't going to take a nap. I was just going to cry, cry alone. I walk to the common room and hear Snape yelling in the distance, at someone. I follow the sound of his voice and come across his office, I eavesdrop on the conversation.

"You're a disgrace to your family's name!" Snape yells as he throws a book at Draco, it hitting him in the chest. Tears forming in Draco's eyes as he runs to the other side of the room. "You can't even take a book to the chest? What are you, weak?" Snape asks, and almost as soon as Draco heard the word weak he tensed up.

"Just stop! I am not weak, and I am not a disgrace to my family name!" Draco yells, you can see the regret on his face. Snape throws another book at Draco, it hitting Draco on his thigh, Draco winces in pain. I hurry to the common room, and head to my dorm. Thoughts swirl my head as I doze off to sleep. 

I wake up to Ron yelling at Hermione, not in a bad way, he just lost a game of Wizards Chess I suppose.

"How do you win every bloody time?!" He yells and Hermione laughs. 

"It's all in the brain," she says and Ron rolls his eyes. I get up and fix my clothes, I walk out to where Ron and Hermione are.

"Is your head better mate?" Ron asks as I nod in return. "Good, now, me and Hermione have been questioning your actions at breakfast, we want to know something, is your crush a Slytherin?" Ron asks me and Hermione looks in my direction. I gulp.

"Did you tell Hermione?" I asked, Ron slowly nods. "Bloody hell, alright, I'll tell you which house they're in," I say, I pause to think of a million different outcomes this could have.

"Well?" Hermione asks.

"Yes, they're a Slytherin but I won't tell you who it is," I say, Ron jumps up and down.

"Finally some clues!" Ron yells, Hermione slaps the back of his head, everyone looks over at us. 

"Shush!" Hermione hisses as Ron slouches into the couch.

"Let's go to dinner, I'm starving," Ron quickly says as we all nod and follow him.

We enter the great hall and I glance over to Draco's spot, he glances up and makes eye contact with me, he quickly looks away and continues his conversation with Goyle. We make our way to our spots and sit down, Ron quickly stuffing his mouth with food.

"How in the world to you eat so much?" Hermione asks as the only response she got from Ron was him shrugging. I drink a small sip of my beverage and a small bite of the food. My stomach starts to turn and twist. I run out of the great hall and run to the restroom, and make it to a stall. I loose my dinner in the toilet. After I'm done I walk to the sink and rinse my face and wash my hands, I look over to the doorway to see Draco leaning against the frame. Tears start to form in my eyes as I try to exit the restroom, Draco blocks the doorway.

"What's wrong with you?" He asks, sounding concerned for once. 

"Nothing," I say as I look up at him. He scoffs and puts his hands on my shoulders, my heart skips a beat. 

"Something's clearly wrong, why did you loose your dinner?" He asks, I shrug.

"Bad food?" I say, knowing that Dumbledore never serves bad food. Draco rolls his eyes and looks at me, seeing tears forming in my eyes. I look down, knowing that he saw that I was about to cry, I could feel my emotions rising as he place his hand on my cheek, forcing me to look up. His eyes soft and caring, not piercing my soul like earlier. Tears empty from my eyes and onto my cheek, rolling over his hand. He wipes my cheek with his thumb and pulls me into a hug. I start balling into his chest as he puts his chin on my head. 

"Now tell me what's wrong," Draco says, a sign of command and also concern in his voice. I can't tell him, I can't.

"I can't......tell.....you," I say in-between sobs. He hugs me a little tighter.

"Why not?" He asks.

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A/N I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I know I left you on a cliff hanger but that was the point. As promised, I made this chapter longer then last chapter.