Coercion and Confusion

Disclaimer: I solemly swear that I do not own Harry Potter and/or any other characters in this fic. They are all property of J.K. Rowling.

A/N: Yay! Thanx to my new awesome Beta, wynterrose! I hope everyone enjoys this!

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\"Fuck, Draco, faster!\"

\"You like that?\"

\"Yesss.\"

\"Oh god.\"

Harry stood framed in the doorway, watching the scene before his eyes with his mouth hanging open. Blaise was bent over a desk as Draco pounded into him. Both boys were drenched with sweat and had their eyes shut. Neither seemed to notice that Harry was standing, horrified, watching. Harry jerked himself out of his trance and fled up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.

Harry slinked in the common room, hoping to be unnoticed. He was unsuccessful though and was hailed by Ron and Hermione who were sitting in two armchairs by the fire. Harry groaned inwardly but put on a fake smile as he approached them.

Ever since they\'d gotten together they were almost sickening to be around.

\"Harry, where\'ve you been, mate?\" Ron asked as Harry sat down. Harry shrugged and Hermione looked at him calculatingly.

\"Wandering,\" he replied vaguely. Ron nodded understandingly, and Hermione tutted.

\"Harry, you ought to be studying for your N.E.W.T.\'s.\" She admonished. Harry groaned.

\"They\'re not for months, Hermione. I\'ve got plenty of time,\" Harry said. Hermione scowled at his lack of enthusiasm for school work.

\"Hey, Hermione, it\'s okay, we\'ll study later,\" Ron told her. She scowled at him too for a minute, then her expression softened, and she moved over to his lap. Harry took his chance and slipped away while they began *alternative* activities, not at all related to studying.

Harry collapsed on his bed and drew his hangings around himself, blocking out everything else. He stared at the ceiling, remembering the scene he had just witnessed. \'What the hell was that?\' He wondered. He\'d just been wandering around, as was his custom since the end of the war, and he\'d heard a strange noise coming from one of the classrooms.

Draco Malfoy was gay? Harry had never heard that in all the rumors, just that he was the Slytherin Sex God. Harry wasn\'t sure if he was gay or not, to tell the truth. He thought he might be, but he\'d never considered it seriously. He had been way too busy defeating Voldemort to bother with relationships, after Cho, he\'d decided it wasn\'t worth it.

But lately, Harry had found himself watching guys in a different way. Michael Corner was very good-looking in Harry\'s opinion, with his dark hair and complexion and honey colored eyes. Harry couldn\'t help watching him during classes. He had never considered Draco though. Of course, that might have been because of his inherent evil nature and that he\'d insulted Harry for the better part of the last 6 years.

Now that he thought about it, Malfoy was very hot. His short white-blond hair and beautiful silver eyes along with his well muscled body, thanks to Quidditch. The little incident he had just witnessed confirmed his amazing body that was whispered about by all the Slytherins.

Harry heard Ron come in the dormitory, but he must have figured Harry was already asleep because he didn\'t try to talk to him, which Harry was glad for. He was trying desperately to figure out what was going in his head. He didn\'t want Malfoy!

Malfoy was mean, and evil, and insulting, and his parents were Death Eaters! Well, they weren\'t anymore, but they used to be! Stupid Minister of Magic, let them off after they pleaded innocence. Harry wasn\'t convinced they were innocent, but couldn\'t prove anything. Not that it really mattered, as Lucius had died anyway shortly afterwards. Narcissa had sold the Manor and moved the family to a smaller Manor in a different part of the country, so the Daily Prophet had reported.

The Malfoys were still the richest family in the country, but they didn\'t flaunt it quite so much anymore. But Harry wasn\'t even sure he was gay! He supposed he\'d have to find out, but Malfoy was NOT the one he\'d be finding out with...

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The next morning at breakfast, Harry found that his gaze was drawn to the Slytherin table more than was normal. \'It doesn\'t mean anything! He thought vehemently. \'It\'s just the aftermath of what I saw last night, that\'s all, but oh my, Dra-- MALFOY! does look especially nice today...\'

\"Harry?\" Ron interrupted his thought. Harry shook himself mentally and turned to face his best friend.

\"What?\" He asked. Ron and Hermione were wrapped so tightly in each other that Harry wondered how Ron could breathe, let alone talk.

\"What are we gonna do this weekend? It\'s a Hogsmeade weekend,\" Ron said. Harry thought, he\'d completely forgotten about the Hogsmeade weekend. He wasn\'t particularly interested in doing anything. Lately he preferred the company of himself, not others.

\"Er...\" Harry thought fast, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. \"Actually, I\'m just gonna buy some school stuff and then come back and do homework,\" He said finally.

\"Homework!\" Ron exclaimed, but Hermione looked pleased.

\"That\'s excellent, Harry! Finally, I knew you\'d realize that the N.E.W.T\'s are important.\"

\"Er...Yeah,\" Harry replied slowly. Then he got up from the table and left to get his things for his first class. Ron and Hermione didn\'t notice, they were too busy snogging to see his dejected look.

A certain Slytherin noticed, however, and relished in the fact that the Golden Boy was no longer happy with his trio.

Harry arrived early to Potions. He set down his bag and waited for class to start. To his disappointment, Draco Malfoy had the annoying habit of being on time and usually early. On this occasion he showed up with Blaise and Pansy; Crabbe and Goyle having died in the war.

\"What\'s the matter, Potter?\" Malfoy drawled. \"The weasel and Mudblood kick you out of the threesome?\" He put on a mock pouting face and Pansy giggled girlishly, Blaise just smirked. Harry really wasn\'t in the mood to fight back today, although he had bristled when Malfoy had said \'Mudblood\'.

\"Yes, that\'s exactly what they did! And because I\'m the poor, pathetic, savior of the wizarding world, Harry Potter. I think that the whole world revolves around me and, therefore, I\'ve decided to kill them,\" Harry said sardonically and Blaise stopped smirking.

\"You are insane, Potter,\" Malfoy sneered.

\"Certifiably,\" Harry replied sarcastically. Malfoy scoffed in disgust and entered the classroom as Snape threw open the doors. Harry sighed in tiredness and entered after him. Snape did not sneer at Harry. After the war he\'d become a lot nicer to him, I won\'t go so far as to say he liked him, but he was nicer.

Harry sat down at a table near the front and a while later, Ron and Hermione joined them. He gave them a small smile which they returned brightly. Harry glanced back at Malfoy, who was sneering at him. Harry gave him a death glare and turned back to the front.

\"Today, we will be working on making Veritaserum, a very powerful truth potion. I\'m sure you\'ve all heard of it, what with the Death Eater trials.\" Harry remembered all to well the time Snape had threatened him with Veritaserum. Hermione\'s eyes lit up at the mention and she sat forward eagerly in her seat.

\"The ingredients are on the board. Start, now!\" Everyone scrambled around, gathering the listed ingredients. Harry did so, slowly and laboriously. He was feeling so tired that day and not at all interested in doing anything, let alone make a potion. By the time he got back to his seat, Hermione was already stirring feverishly. Ron was looking dumbfounded as he watched Hermione. Harry sighed again and got to work.

His potion was coming along well. It was the specified light translucent pink color it was supposed to be at that stage. Ron\'s, however, was a violent shade of hot pink. Snape swooped over to comment on the lewd color and Ron blushed the same color as the cauldron. He simply nodded at Harry\'s potion and moved on. Harry was relieved he was actually doing something right for once.

Hermione gave him a beaming smile when Snape didn\'t criticize his potion. Harry gave her a small smile and that seemed to placate her enough. Ron was too busy trying to correct his potion to notice anything. The rest of the period passed without much incident, unless you count Harry\'s chair collapsing suddenly under him, and the evil smirk of the Slytherin behind him. He glared at Malfoy and Malfoy shrugged, the smirk firmly planted on his face.

After potions, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to charms. Professor Flitwick gave them the period to review everything they had so far learned before they started anything new. Object went flying over Harry\'s head and things kept crashing into the walls.

\"Stupid git,\" Ron said when Harry told them about Malfoy and the chair.

\"Well, you know, Harry,\" Hermione began in her bossy tone, \"You ought to be a little more mature now, I mean, you are 17 and just because-\" Hermione was suddenly cut off because Harry had put a silencing charm on her. She puffed her self up and her eyes shot fire at him. Ron chuckled but immediately stopped at her look. She huffed off to Flitwick to get him to reverse the spell.

\"That was brilliant, Harry!\" Ron cried. Harry gave his first true smile of the day.

\"I\'ve always wanted to do that,\" Harry said. Ron grinned at him and laughed.

\"That was NOT funny, Harry!\" Hermione shrieked upon her return. Harry shrugged, still laughing. She narrowed her eyes dangerously and she growled. Harry just kept on laughing. By the time class was over, Hermione refused to talk to him for \"playing such a childish prank\" and Ron was not much better off since he\'d been unable to control his laughter.

\"Hermione wait!\" Ron called after her as she stalked up the stairs to the common room. Ron sighed and waved goodbye to Harry and followed her up. Harry went down to lunch where he sat with Seamus. Seamus was the only one who seemed to notice that he was not his usual self.

\"Hey, Harry,\" Seamus said, \"You okay?\"

\"Yeah, I\'m just tired,\" Harry told him. Seamus gave him an uneasy look.

\"I dunno,\" Seamus said and bit his lip. Harry gave him a confused look.

\"What?\" Harry asked. Seamus looked like he was teetering on the edge of telling him something.

\"Oh, it\'s nothing, Harry, really.\" Harry gave him a questioning look. Clearly Seamus was not divulging all his information.

\"Come on, Seamus. Tell me.\" Seamus glanced around somewhat nervously and then leaned in closer to Harry. Harry followed suit, wondering what was going on.

\"Have you ever considered that you might be...gay?\" Seamus whispered the last word so that no one else would hear. This was very tactful for Seamus, considering he was gay and didn\'t care who knew it. He did know that Harry was a very private person though.

Harry stared at him in shock. \'How do people know these things before I do?\' He wondered.

\"Well, I mean, I...I\'ve thought about it,\" Harry said jerkily. Seamus nodded understandingly. \"How do you know this?\" He asked suddenly. Seamus shrugged and grabbed a chicken leg.

\"It\'s just a feeling, and you haven\'t been with a girl in forever,\" Seamus told him. \"And I\'ve seen you watching Draco Malfoy lately.\" Harry\'s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. Seamus looked at him and closed his jaw. \"You\'re going to catch flies, Harry,\" He said. Harry glared at him.

\"I have NOT been watching Draco Malfoy!\" Harry exclaimed. Seamus laughed.

\"Don\'t worry, Harry. He is gay, he just doesn\'t advertise it.\"

\"But I don\'t--!\" Harry started and Seamus cut him off.

\"Harry, it\'s okay. Wizards are a lot more open than Muggles about it. And I don\'t blame you, Malfoy is probably the hottest guy in this school and definitely in our year, although you might give him a run for his money nowadays.\" Seamus winked at Harry and he blushed.

He didn\'t really think about his appearance that much and never believed people when they told him that he was good looking. Sure he\'d grown a bit and Quidditch training had given him some nice muscles. Hermione had finally convinced him to get rid of his glasses before facing Voldemort. His bright green eyes shown extra brightly under his dark, messy hair. He wore it a little longer to try to hide his scar, that still showed against his skin, but it was better now that he\'d actually gotten a tan. Unfortunately, he was still stuck in his old baggy clothes, remnants of the Dursleys.

Harry glanced over at the Slytherin table where Draco was sitting with Blaise. They were eating and laughing about something. Harry remembered last night and turned to Seamus.

\"Is he with Blaise?\" Harry asked. Seamus shook his head.

\"No, they\'re just friends and they shag sometimes. Malfoy doesn\'t really do relationships.\" Harry thought about this. Maybe it was good idea to test his sexuality with Malfoy if there was no danger of a relationship.

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