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Chapter 4 - When the shit hits the fan, make sure you have an umbrella.

The next day Harry and Draco decided to walk into the hall together, holding hands. The way they saw it everyone already knew, courtesy of the group who saw them then reported back to everyone who hadn't, so there was no point in pretending it wasn't true. Besides, they had to leave from the same location to arrive at the same place so they may as well have gone together. When they walked in all eyes were on them.

Some eyes were filled with wonder at how they could have had this thing and no one had noticed. Others were filled with loathing. A few held understanding while others were confused. But there was one set of eyes that held jealously. A pair of dark, piercing eyes that followed the couple all the way over to where they sat, together, at the Slytherin table and the person who those eyes belonged to had to do everything in his power, including biting his tongue and digging his fingernails into his palm, to keep from throttling the blonde every time he touched Harry.

Severus was about at the end of his rope with this one because he was irritated with himself for feeling this way about the brat and irrationally jealous over Draco for having the brat. Sometimes life just threw you more curve balls than any one person can handle and the Potions Master was about to strike out from so many.

Harry and Draco ate their breakfast while chatting happily with each other and ignoring all the staring. It wasn't their fault everyone was against them being together, they were happy. But that didn't stop people from Gryffindor from coming over to ask their fallen Golden Boy why and how he had fallen so far.

"Harry, are you finally going to tell us why you're fucking him?" Ron said in an exasperated tone that said he had been agonizing over it since he found out.

The raven haired boy looked up from where he was kissing Draco's neck to raise his brow at the red head, "Why the fuck would I tell anyone? It's my business."

Hermione then decided to butt her nose in, as usual, "But Harry, we're just trying to help you. This can't be normal! Not only are you�" She leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Gay, but you're also fucking�" Her facial expression turned to mild disgust, "him."

Rolling his eyes, Draco then looked at the people gathered in front of him, "Oh, for Merlin's sake. Yes, we're gay. And guess what? We don't care what you think about that." He turned back to Harry and smirked, leaning in to kiss him, "Do we, love?"

Harry smirked back and wrapped his arms around the blonde while shaking his head, "Not one bit."

They ignored the slight gagging noises of those around them, namely the Gryffindors, and continued to kiss and snuggle before breaking apart with a sigh. Finally Harry turned back to them.

"Why is it so important to you that you find out?"

The two Gryffindors sighed and exchanged a look, Ron irritably having to explain because Hermione was still seething over Malfoy's comment, "It's just�Harry, you were so suddenly gay. I mean, you always liked girls before, and you dated Cho. I know you almost had a thing going with Ginny there for awhile-"

Before the red head could finish Harry held up his hand, "First of all, I never almost had anything with Ginny, we've never dated nor had I ever planned on dating her. Second of all did it ever occur to you that I could have been gay all this time and just chose not to tell you? I am allowed to keep things to myself, you know. I don't have to tell you everything."

His tone had been calm but Draco could sense that his boyfriend would soon be going over the deep end if they continued.

"Look, one day Harry and I just decided to figure out if we were more than friends. Turns out we are. If you lot can't deal, then fuck off. We don't need you."

"Couldn't have said it better, love," Harry replied then turned back to his food, an arm still around Draco's waist, and proceeded to ignore the rest of the Gryffindors.

They eventually took the hint and went back to their table, though not happily. Ron was pissed. How dare Harry keep things from him? And something like this! It wasn't that he was ashamed of him for being gay, but he wasn't too keen on his best friend fucking Malfoy.

Hermione, being the goody two shoes she is, and a devout Catholic, was mortified that she had associated with Harry for so many years and hadn't thought it possible that her friend could be so disgusting. She resolved to remedy that immediately. Either Harry decide he was straight or he would lose her as a friend. There was no way in hell she was going to condone something as revolting as being gay. Little did she know that Harry couldn't care less that he would lose her; he already considered all of his friends lost.

All of the professors, and most of the students, minus Severus who was eyeing the two with jealousy and distaste, were indifferent to the fact that both boys were gay. And throughout the rest of the year they weren't bothered over much by anyone; save the sporadic commentary from the few Gryffindors and other students who took it as a personal offense.

Harry was perfectly fine with having lost his friends and went to the Headmaster shortly after he was outed to ask him about getting re-sorted. Dumbledore agreed to it, but when he found out that Harry would no longer be in Gryffindor, he had a request.

Harry had walked into the Headmaster's office, not a bit nervous, and confident in the fact that his request would be granted.

"Professor, I know the hat put me in Gryffindor, but it did suggest Slytherin. I have rethought my choices and although I know I can't just choose the other house, I would like a chance to sit with the hat again and see what it says."

Dumbledore, for once in his life, sat rooted to his seat in shock. It took him a few moments to process what Harry had said, but in the end he had no choice but to allow what Harry had asked.

Sighing and leaning back in his chair, he finally answered the raven haired young man, "Harry�I know you feel you don't belong in Gryffindor anymore, but are you sure this is what you want to do?"

He fixed the Headmaster with a steely gaze as he replied, "Of course it is! I mean, would you want to be in a house with those morons? I know I belong in Slytherin and if I need the hat to prove it, then so be it." He eyed him for a moment, "Are you going to grant my request?"

The older man finally nodded with his eyes closed, he could sense a change in his young student that he had hoped he would never see.

"Of course, Harry. Let us see where you ought to be."

He walked over to a shelf on the wall behind his desk and took down the Sorting Hat, carrying it over to where the young Gryffindor sat. Albus hesitated before handing it to Harry who took it and directly put it on his head. He knew he would be right but it would only prove it to everyone else and that's what he wanted.

The hat got comfortable on his head and after a few moments Harry could hear it talking in his ear, "So you've come back, have you? I told you that you'd do well in Slytherin and I see now that you've accepted that. You chose Gryffindor but you're not too sure anymore, are you?"

It paused for a moment after speaking, and with every word it said, Harry's smirk grew bigger, "The house of the snake is where you should have been all this time and you long for the solitude of the dungeons, eh Potter?" The hat laughed, "If only you had listened to me before, you wouldn't have wasted five and a half years hanging about with those Gryffindors. And since you finally care which house you're in, I resort you to SLYTHERIN!"

At the hat's shout, Dumbledore visibly paled. Harry was smirking openly at the proclamation and Albus had promised him a re-sort. The only thing he could do now was stall.

"Er, Harry�I have no problems, per se, with you moving to Slytherin. But seeing as the year's nearly over, perhaps you should wait until the start of the new term before we move you permanently? That would mean your last year at Hogwarts you will be a member of Slytherin."

Harry's eyes narrowed slightly but he allowed the old man to continue, "Your classes shall remain the same throughout the end of this term, as will your dorm status and your Quidditch standings, but you are more than welcome to participate in any and all Slytherin activities from today. That includes eating at their table, which you've been doing anyhow, and anything else they partake in. Is that satisfactory?"

The former Gryffindor sat there for a few moments and thought about it then nodded, "Fine, but I want it announced at dinner that I have been re-sorted, I am officially a Slytherin, and that starting next term I will be moving into their dorms."

Albus nodded, "Is that all, my dear boy?"

Harry sneered lightly at being called 'dear boy', "Yes, Headmaster, that is all. I presume I may go now?"

Dumbledore nodded once more and Harry left his office. Although he couldn't sleep in the same dorm with Draco yet, he was a Slytherin and he couldn't wait to tell his boyfriend the news. Draco would be so excited and Harry was certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the other Slytherins would accept him as their own.

When this had all began, back in the prefect's bathroom after flying one afternoon over Christmas hols, he hadn't been in love but he had been willing to try anything. Truth be told he hadn't really known whether he was straight, bi or gay, but when Draco touched him he had felt a spark and it was too intriguing to pass by. So, thrusting himself in head on, he tried it out and found that he did indeed like men and he was, in fact, gay. But in the beginning he hadn't even loved the blonde. Now it was different. He could barely spend a few moments outside his presence without missing him and he knew Draco felt the same.

That night at dinner Dumbledore announced that Harry had been sorted into Slytherin earlier that day and would be moving into their dorms at the start of next term but, although he was still residing in Gryffindor tower and still attended all the Gryffindor classes, he was officially a Slytherin. Everyone at the Slytherin table was ecstatic and Draco, whom Harry hadn't told yet, was bouncing in his seat. The Gryffindors looked murderous, the Ravenclaws looked thoughtful, and the Hufflepuffs looked confused. All the stereotypical reactions to what had been announced.

As the term drew to a close Harry and Draco became more anxious about having to be apart for the whole summer. They swore to each other that they would write every day, or at least 5 times a week. The Dursleys wouldn't keep Harry from getting owl post and Draco knew his father wouldn't notice who the snowy owl belonged to.

They spent the whole train ride back to King's Cross sitting alone in a compartment and cuddling, knowing it would be too long before they could do it again. As the train pulled into platform 9 � they kissed goodbye, making more promises to write.

"I love you, Harry," Draco whispered softly as he nuzzled Harry for the last time in months.

Although they had never said it to each other, it had been known yet unspoken, it was somehow appropriate, not to mention dire, that it was voiced now, before they left each other.

"I love you too, Draco," Harry said just as softly.

The two kissed one last time then parted ways, never knowing that it would be the last time they ever saw each other.

Author's Note: -Sighs.- Look, I know you're going to hate me, but I can't help it...It's for the plot! I honestly couldn't get around what I'm going to have to do to Draco, and I know you're all going to despise me...but it had to be done!

On another note, the reason I didn't go into much detail about the whole Granger thing is plain and simple: I can't stand her. I answered a few things about some reviews, like how did Harry suddenly end up gay. He just...did. He hadn't really thought about his sexuality up until Draco touched him in the tub and until that point he hadn't really cared one way or the other.

Truth be told, I don't always write this vaguely, and once I have it finished, I may go back in and rewrite some of it to get rid of the vagueness. But I have all these ideas for things in the story and if I don't write them as I have them, they won't get written. Some would tell me to make notes, but trust me, it doesn't help my scattered brain to do so and the notes would lose their signifigance by the time I got around to that particular point.

So, I hope you all keep reading. I know it's been longer for this update than the rest, but I'm having loads of issues trying to get into school and whatnot right now so it's been a rough week. Writer's block likes to strike at the most inopportune times, I tell you. I will try to have at least one more chapter ready by the end of the week, but I make no promises, loves. After this one, since it's been so long (Though only about a week?), I'm going to try and write at least a chapter ahead. Keep in mind that this fic hasn't been beta'd, has barely been read through, by myself, and has only been run through speel and grammar check. Rest assured that once I get it done I will go back through and revise everything to make it more readable and whatnot.

Thanks for reading and stay tuned. By the way, flames aren't very nice, not that I've gotten any, but constructive critism is productive and will be taken into consideration. Thank you for all of the reviews and I hope to get more. Thanks, as well, to all the faithful readers who have been keeping up with this so far and are eager for more. I'm not sure how many more chapters I'm going to write, but I would say that there will be at least five or six more and an Epilogue. But don't get your hopes up.

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