Chapter 1- The Betrayal
The night in the Gryffindor Common Room and the dorm rooms were both full of peace and quiet. All of the first to most of the seventh years were all sleeping in their twin beds. All except a small group of seventh years who were in the room of requirement, sitting in a circle and talking loudly. The group was filled with only one group of friends in particular. It held: Pavarti Patil, Lavender Brown, Dean Thomas, Hermionme Granger, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnegan, Ron and Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter. All the talking ceased when Seamus Finnegan spoke up.
"Let's play, I never." Suggested Seamus, loudly.
There were many enthusiastic yes's but only two people didn't look okay with the new arrangement. Both Harry and Neville looked like they were ready to bolt out of the room bur their own Gryffindor courage and Bravery plowed though the fear and with the two joining the group, the game began.
The first few statements were easy enough and only a couple of shots of butterbeer were drowned but it wasn't until the tenth statement in until things finally got interesting.
"I've never had a crush on Hermione." Said Lavender with a few knowing glances to a few members in the circle. Everyone but Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Pavarti and, of course, Lavender, took the shot. Everyone looked at Harry questioningly, as he was the only guy who didn't drink the shot, except Ginny who looked at him with hope shinning in her eyes. Harry looked around at them all with a questioningly glance.
"What? She's like a sister to me."
Everyone went back to the game but Hermione, Ron and Neville knew exactly why he hadn't drunk the shot. Hermione spun the bottle.
"I've never… caused an explosion." Joked Pavarti.
Neville and Seamus both groaned as they both took the shot while glaring at her. The bottle was spun.
"I never had my heart broken." Said Neville. Only Ron, Hermione and Pavarti took the shot. The bottle was spun.
"I never had a crush on Draco Malfoy." Ginny dared to say.
Everybody looked at each as though trying to access the others reactions. Only two people drunk but just as Ginny spun the bottle, Harry Potter tried to discretely take the shot. Everyone, except the three who knew, stared at him with mouths gaping open, the bottle that was pointing at Neville was forgotten. Harry grew tense.
"What? I'm gay, okay? I have been ever since fourth year."
That just caused more shock among the group and Harry just to get even tenser. Ginny silently excused herself and ran to the door in utter tears. The only eyes who followed her were Harry's but they weren't filled with apology.
"She should have known. There were many signs when I was at the Weasley Household and she was there to see it."
"Neville, please say what you never did." Pleaded Harry.
Neville just smirked at him and a feeling of dread shot up into Harry's heart.
"Please no, Please no, Please no, Please no. Don't say it, Neville." Harry begged in his mind.
"I never… Had sex with Draco Malfoy."
Everyone looked confused. Of course none of them had never done that. He was a slytehrin. Harry was staring as Neville with amazement but then he just shrugged and chugged down the shot in a gulp.
"They were going to find out anyway."
This time absolutely everyone looked at him. Hermione and Ron hadn't known that. Neville had only knew about him and Draco because he had seen them going at each other in an abandoned classroom. Silence filled the room once more almost like a flame that was rising higher and higher, just waiting to be blown out. The only sound that was heard was owls hooting and grasshoppers chirping. When there was a sharp owl hoot, the silent flame was extinguished and embers came up.
"That no good, son of a-"
"Are you mad?"
"How can you-"
On and on it went until Hermione was finally fed up and cast a silence spell on the members who were still shouting.
After making sure that nobody could hear or understand what they were going to say, the trio and Neville began to talk.
"Harry, How did this happen?" Asked Hermione while silently glaring at Ron which held the hint that she wanted him to shut up.
"It was after the war and just after I woke up from the coma I was in. It was night and I could tell right away it was late. I had woken up and thought I was by myself but when I looked over to the chair beside me and there he was. It looked so uncomfortable, the chair. And he was just sleeping in it as if it was the softest. He looked so innocent and cute, Hermione, and his hair was falling all over the place. When I woke him up, he looked so happy. I mean, can you imagine your enemy beside your bed and he was worried that you won't wake and happy when you officially do? After that, we started talking and got to know each other quite a bit. Just before Pomfrey came in, he asked me on a date and I accepted. Things went on from there and we mutually decided to keep things a secret until the world calmed down after the war. During the whole time I wanted you guys to know but I knew it wasn't the right time."
"When did Neville find out?" Asked Ron, Skeptically.
"Well… He kind of… Walked in on us… doing stuff to each other…"
Harry looked at Neville apologetically and he just shrugged.
"How are things now, Harry?" Hermione said this so gently; Harry thought she knew how things were already. "I mean you were so happy after the war and lately this month, you've been acting as if you're depressed."
With this said, Harry looked away from them and towards the window. He wanted to go look out really badly but his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot. He sighed, looked directly at Hermione and answered her question, truthfully.
"It's been five months after the war and when we got together. Things had been great then and we were happy together. We said the three words to each other. But lately… things have been strained and when I say that I love him he just nods and doesn't say it back. I'm not trying to be clingy but he had said it before and now he doesn't. Doesn't that sound weird to you guys?" Harry Ranted. "And whenever he sees me, I can see a guilty glint in his eyes. He touches me differently and in new places that are foreign. It's like he lost his love for me and has been with others. I just wish he would come to me and tell me he wants to break things off. I don't think I want him to be with me when he is doing stuff that isn't talking with other people. Shouldn't there be honesty in a relationship?"
When his rant was finished, Harry and the others were quiet. When they regained their movement and speech, the three went up to him and hugged him as Harry's eyes started to tear up at the thought of Draco cheating on him.
"I honestly don't think you want to know what I think." Hermione seriously said.
Once Harry had regained his resolve, he looked around and saw that his dorm-mates had left to give them space. Harry thought fondly of them telling everyone about what they had found out and no doubt Ginny had already done that.
Harry wiped the left over tears off his face and looked at the others.
"I think I need to take a walk. Get some air."
"Okay mate… Just don't go outside. Have you seen the weather? You'll absolutely freeze to death also it's a full moon which means there's blood thirsty things out there." Ron said, as if carefully picking out the right words.
Harry nodded, grabbed the last shot glass and silently walked out of the room into the hallway. As Harry walked, he was so deep in though he never noticed where he was heading. It wasn't until the temperature got colder, that he looked up and saw the sneering face of Salazar Slytherin, the entry to the Slytherin common rooms. Harry looked at it with longing but didn't go in. He didn't think his presence was appreciated anymore and turned back towards the stairs. He was almost on them when a noise stopped him in his tracks. The noise was coming from a door to his right and of course, Harry wanted to investigate. He walked over to the door and opened it just a crack. The noises were getting louder as the crack got bigger but when he saw who was in the room and what they were doing, caused him to open it more until his whole body could be seen. He could feel his shot glass slipping and he tightened his grip, not wanting to lose his support. He looked at the two in the room.
It was his boyfriend, Draco, with some other person and it didn't look as if they were talking. He couldn't see the identity of the other person and really did not want to. But when the person turned their head to be kissed by Draco, Harry saw their profile and he instantly knew whom it was. Draco was cheating on him with Blaise Zabini.
Harry doesn't have any problem with Blaise. In fact, he quite likes him but not in a romantic way. As he looked at Blaise, he noticed that Blaise didn't look like he was that into it, as if he only doing it to forget someone. Harry couldn't help but feel sorry for Blaise as he obviously wanted a relationship.
Then Draco, all of a suddenly, looked straight at Harry with a smirk. Harry locked eyes with him and saw smugness, content and indifference but behind those, there was also an apology coming forth but never to the front. Draco also had remorse in them but they were also relieved as if he was relieved that Harry had finally found out and his little affairs were known. Even as Harry saw that, he eyes betrayed him and filled with tears again. With all of his love for Draco gone, all Harry could see was Draco's face looking at him hatefully. He looked away and closed his eyes with the tears finally flowing rapidly down his cheeks as he turned towards the door. More and More were going down only to splatter onto the ground. Draco looked at him and his blue eyes were filled with both regret and remorse, which was completely missed by Harry as Harry closed the door the door whispering the words, "I guess we are over now."
Draco had never noticed Blaise peaking a look when he saw that Draco was staring at something with a pained look. He saw Harry just as he turned with tears streaming down his face, heard the words he had spoken and when he shut the door with a snap. With the snap, Blaise got back to his right state of mind and pushed Draco off of him. He quickly got dressed and without a word to Draco, he went out of the room to head back to his common room, planning on saying something to Harry the next day.
Harry had run up the stairs and opened the main doors to go to the outside, He looked out, saw that the storm had ended. With seeing that, he went out and started to walk. He finally found a spot on just the edge of the forest, right in front of the lake and he sat down. The moon was reflected in the dark water in ripples and Harry just stared at it. He looked at the shot glass in his hand, filled to the brim with its warm, buttery contents.
"I never had my heart broken..." He promulgated. With that, Harry officially drowned the shot in one gulp.