It Was Always You

It Was Always You

By Starburst

It was the seventh and final year at Hogwarts for Harry and his fellow students. Over the summer, Harry had gone through some major changes. After he got "intimate" with his girlfriend of two years, Cho Chang, Harry realized he was gay.

After all these years of pining after and getting to be with Cho, he acknowledged it. It was a huge shock for himself, his friends, and Sirius. Cho was his first and last girlfriend, so when he kissed her and didn't feel all the emotion and heat that Ron constantly talked about when referring to Hermione, he didn't think it odd - there was nothing to compare it too.

Truth be told, he had been gay since his fifth year, when Seamus kissed him in the Quidditich locker rooms and he had enjoyed it. It was a widely known fact that Seamus was gay, although no one talked about it openly. Seamus had been with almost every guy (even the straight ones, there was something about that boy that was irresistible) in the school, including Draco Malfoy - one of the two sexiest boys in Hogwarts. The other - Harry himself. Of course no one talked about it openly, it was just understood.

But the majority of the students didn't know, that Harry was gay. The only ones who were privy to that little insight were those that were closest to Harry - Ron, Hermione and unfortunately Seamus, Dean, and Neville. Ron had an exceptionally big mouth and was not very good at keeping it shut while in the dormitory. Hermione however, kept the knowledge locked away.

Of course Seamus was overjoyed when he heard. "So Harry, do you think we could get some time alone at some point?" he had said enticingly one day while giving Harry the most seductive look he could muster. Harry of course had declined; he was not yet ready to explore the world he now found himself in. He tried to avoid talking about it, even with Ron and Hermione. He tried to act as if nothing had changed over the summer, but that was very difficult to do. Ron was always suggesting that he take Seamus up on his offer. He wanted Harry to be as happy as he was (he had been dating Hermione since their 5th year and was ecstatic all the time). But Harry would never accept Seamus' offer. If he did, the whole school would know his new sexual preference within a matter of seconds. Not that they wouldn't know anyway.

Although Harry had shared this secret with his closest friends, there was another that no one knew of. Harry was in love with Draco Malfoy.

~*~*~

Draco Malfoy had known his sexual preference since he was 13, and Pansy Parkinson had caught him off guard in his sleep and shagged him. Draco was appalled by the fact that Pansy had finally gotten into his pants, but also strangely unsatisfied with the experience. After pondering his reaction for a day or two, he concluded he was gay. Of course his mother and father were appalled. To their disappointment, there was nothing they could do to change Draco's mind. He was gay, and nothing, not even fifty sexy women ravishing him would change that.

After Draco realized he was gay and accidentally let it slip to Pansy, the whole school knew his sexual preference within a day - she had several rather large orifices and while keeping them shut on a normal basis was difficult, when she was explosive with joy at having finally screwing the man of her dreams, it was damn near impossible.. But the wizarding world was much more open to homosexuality than the Muggle world. Everyone was a bit surprised, but they got used to it gradually.

Draco soon learned that there were many gay or bi students attending Hogwarts. By the time he was 15, he had shagged most of them. But try as he might, there was one that he could not get close to no matter how hard he tried - the one and only Harry Potter.

Draco realized that he was in love with Harry soon after he discovered he was gay. He found himself gazing over at his (ex)nemesis constantly during any class they shared. It was not the usual "How am I going to make him miserable today?" way of thinking, but "Wow, Potter looks sexy when he's concentrating". At first Draco thought it was just the gay side of his brain being attracted to anything male, but soon he realized that he only thought of one person in that constantly, with a dull throbbing in his heart.

But because of the obvious communication malfunctions, Draco would never know how close he was to obtaining the forbidden fruit that taunted him so.

~*~*~

It was Potions class on a Friday afternoon and the students were brewing a concoction that would ward off any evil for 12 hours. Snape was feeling particularly cruel that day, so he decided to pair off only members of the opposite house. Knowing of course that Draco and Harry were enemies, he naturally paired them together.

"Watch it! I'm trying to mince the gillyweed you insolent git!" Draco shouted. Harry had been pouring the lacewings into the cauldron and accidentally knocked Draco's arm.

"Sorry," Harry grumbled. He was not in the mood for confrontation with anyone, let alone Draco at the moment.

"You should be," Draco snarled. Unfortunately, Draco had not been sexually active during the past few weeks, as he was not content with anything other that Harry, which lead to him being aroused by even the slightest touch from The Boy Who Lived. He hurriedly tried to cover the slight bulge in his trousers before Harry - or any of the other students for that matter - could notice.

Harry was not concentrating on what he was doing (stirring the cauldron violently), so when Ron called his name to ask what color the potion was supposed to be, he accidentally knocked over the cauldron. The contents spilled all over the floor, Draco, and himself, but had no affect - it was as mild as pumpkin juice with out all the ingredients.

"What now," Snape called casually, yet exasperatedly from his desk.

"Potter knocked the cauldron over, Professor!" Draco called back triumphantly.

"Wonderful," he paused to think of suitable punishment. "15 points from Gryffindor, 5 from Slytherin, and detention for both of you," called Snape as he rolled his eyes and glared over at the two boys.

"2 points from Slytherin!? Why?!" Draco yelled angrily.

"You should have been paying attention to Potter, Mr. Malfoy. Please come see me at the end of class to discuss your detention."

'Fantastic,' thought Harry, 'spending an evening with the only one that I give a damn about is JUST what I need. Fantastic.' He sighed and began to clean up the mess.

Draco was thinking something along the same lines.

"Now gentlemen, how shall we punish you, eh?" Snape drawled. "How about, hmmm, an evening cleaning out and organizing the cabinets in here? Sound good?" Even before Draco and Harry could nod sluggishly, Snape continued, "Too bad, that's my decision. Be here at 9 o'clock this evening. You may go now."

Harry and Draco trudged out of the dungeons.

"See you later then," Harry called as Draco made to turn down a passageway that led to his common room. At least he could dull the fierce mask of hatred running between them before their detention.

"Bye," Draco mumbled over his shoulder, not remembering that from everyone else's point of view, he and Harry were still enemies.

~*~*~

As 9 o'clock drew near, both boys dragged themselves out of their common rooms and to the dungeons. Draco arrived first, his being the closer room, Harry second. Snape was already there.

"Ah, right on time, good good. Now, what I want you to do is find all the expired elements and put them in that cabinet over there. I can use them for demonstrations in the first years' classes." Harry and Draco nodded automatically. "Once you're done with that, arrange the rest of the elements according to class, powder, root, serum, body part, et cetera. And when you're done, come to my office and I will inspect the cabinets and dismiss you accordingly. Clear?" Harry and Draco nodded again. "I'm off to do my evening rounds, so if you need me... too bad." With that, he left the two boys alone. (a/n, I know its OOC, but I don't feel like making him cynical, I'm lazy, so sue me.)

"Well, we better get started," Harry said slowly.

"Are you kidding? I'm not doing anything, this is all your fault," Draco turned away and sat at one of the tables.

"Fine," Harry was still not in a confrontational mood so he went over to the cabinets to begin his task.

After what seemed an eternity of Harry doing the work assigned by Snape, Draco spoke up.

"Sooo... how's Cho?" he asked slowly.

"Why do you want to know?" Harry sneered.

"Just making conversation, you don't have to tell me. I just don't like silence, it freaks me out," Draco said smoothly,

"Well you should learn to deal with it." Harry turned again to his work. After a few moments, he couldn't resist the temptation to tell Draco what had happened. "We broke up."

"Why?" Draco said, not really paying attention.

"Well, after we had sex, I realized that I didn't love her," Harry said calmly.

"I didn't think the great Harry Potter would have it in him to screw his girlfriend," Draco scoffed.

"Well, you thought wrong." There was a slight pause as Draco pondered his next comment.

"So what went wrong?" Draco questioned. His curiosity had gotten the better of him.

"I, er, realized I didn't like her, uh, type," Harry faltered.

"Oh, I see, gay are we? Never would have thought it."

Harry gasped. "Me? Gay? No, no, no, I'm not gay. What made you think that?" he stuttered.

"Oh ho, so he is gay! I didn't think I was right!" Draco laughed.

"Oh shit," Harry mumbled.

'Holy shit! I can't believe Potters a fag! (a/n, I hate that word, but its seems to fit the scenario)' Draco thought evilly.

"So, whom do you like?" Draco questioned - he couldn't help but ask.

"Yea, like I'm going to tell you!" Harry secretly hoped that he would blurt it out, Draco would return the feeling and they would shag on the dungeon floor. But then he was jolted back to reality.

"Afraid they don't like you back?" Draco also hoped that Harry returned his feelings.

"No, I just don't trust you," Harry sneered. 'Yea, trust that I won't blurt out how much I love you right now!' he though to himself. "So are you going to help me with this or not?" Harry spat with as much spite he could collect from his body - which was quite a feat considering being in such close proximity with Draco was making him light headed.

"Fine." Draco shuffled over to the cabinet and began to help Harry sort the bottles out.

As they were nearing the end of their task, Harry could hold it in no longer. "You," He whispered.

"What?" Draco said confused.

"When you asked who I liked, it's you. It's always been you. From the first moment I laid eyes on you. It was always you." With that he lay a firm but sweet kiss on Draco's sumptuous lips.

Draco, taken aback at first, realized what was happening, melted into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck. When Snape came in to check on their progress, his usual reaction would have been to give the boys yet another detention, but when coming from being shagged, and the remainder of a hard on in your pants, people tend to be in a good mood. He swept out of the room continuing his rounds and leaving the boys in peace. (a/n, OCC I know I know, but they're so cute!)

Harry pulled back from the kiss, surprised. He had not expected for it to be returned. All he could do was gawk at Draco.

"I love you. And I always have," Draco whispered after he looked sweetly at Harry for a moment.

Harry's surprised face melted away, and was replaced with the most peaceful expression you could imagine. "I love you too." The two boys embraced and began to kiss again. They lay down on the dungeon floor together and remained there the rest of the night looking lovingly at each other.