The broken, The unwanted, and The Inhuman.

Draco walked back into the Slytherin compartment, a smirk on his face, as he sat back down. The other four looked at him excepting him to say something. Draco remained quiet as he took out a pack of Doobles Best Blowing Gum and popped one into his mouth.

"Well?" Pansy said still standing.

"Well, what?" Draco said looking up to the queenly girl.

"What did he say?"

"Nothing." Draco added slyly.

"Whoa, wait…nothing?" Millicent said looking confused.

"Yep, nothing. He was to shocked that I snogged him."

Suddenly the compartment seemed to burst with laugher and screams.

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’I was kissed... by Draco Malfoy...’

’Draco... Bloody... Fucking... Malfoy...’

’MALFOY, FOR MERLINS SAKE!’ Harry shook himself, trying to get the lingering, warm and passionate feeling that Draco had left behind, out of his flesh… It didn't work; the feeling seemed to be embedded under his skin along with an odd sense of pride and malice glowing in the back of his mind.

’What in the bloody hell...’

The compartment door next to him swung open. Harry turned and to his horror, was bombarded by no other than the gay Gry couple themselves, Dean and Seamus. Harry tried to cover his face in embarrassment and walk away, as he realized that he was caught Kissing Malfoy. But the couple wasn't going to let him get away that easily and stopped him by grabbing his shoulders.

"'Arry, calm down! It's just us, a'right? I can't believe it! You a'right?"

"Seamus, Let him breath... Harry, do you need to take a seat?" Dean said turning Harry so he faced the compartment, but didn't force him to come in. "I think you're a little shell-shocked, so calm down… take your time."

Harry covered his face again. "Oh dear God." He said. ‘I kissed a guy... No wait, I was kissed BY a guy... but that doesn't matter, our lips still met...’ Harry was disgusted with himself for letting it happen.

"It's alright, it's alright. Don't worry, and look at it this way, you can hide in here as long as you want."

Harry finally looked up, giving Dean a harsh look. “Oh yeah, get kissed by Malfoy, then spend the rest of the train ride hiding with the Gry gay couple… Thanks, but no thanks… I'M NOT GAY!”

"Well runnin’ from it ain't gonna do you any good." Seamus said extremely fast. "Don't believe me, ask Dean. Made it all the way to the lake before he realized he couldn't walk ov'r water."

Now both Harry and Dean where shooting Seamus looks.

"What? " Seamus added and Dean rolled his eyes.

"Ya did." Seamus said flatly, as if that fact alone proved he was right.

Harry sighed and started to turn and walk out.

"Oye, Harry." Dean said. Harry stopped and looked at him. "If you need to talk, we're only a four-poster away."

"Thanks Dean." And with that, Harry left.

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"So… who else do you think knows?" Susan asked as she leaned against her girlfriend.

"By tonight, everyone." Dean said hopelessly as he closed the door.

"Oh? What makes you say that?"

"Because Padma, Stacey and Romilda are all sitting in the compartment across from us."

"Oohhhhhh... Uh-oh... poor Harry."

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Harry walked back into his own compartment, looking worse than when he had left. All four pairs of eyes turned to him, and blanched, as he moodily cursed and grabbed his wand from his school trunk.

Harry wished he had carried it with him the whole time, maybe he could have just hexed Malfoy after the kiss, and gotten his point across. And he would have been able to stop himself from losing control, as Draco had somehow managed to melt or pierce all of the mental shields that he had worked so hard to put up after the final battle.

Harry was being forced to feel again when he didn't want to. It hurt too much to feel and it made him even angrier that he WASN'T gay, he just wasn't. He didn't like guys, never did, and the fact that it was a male…let alone MALFOY… that had broken his emotional control, pissed him off even more.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Ron asked, almost looking scared of what Harry was going to do next. Harry sighed and took his seat again. Ron relaxed once he realized Harry wasn't going to run off and hex someone.

"Malfoy." Harry said blandly, looking out the compartment window, as if he were ready to Hex the next person that walked in. He wanted the two sickeningly happy couples to just shut up and leave him alone, let him steady himself before he lost it again. He HAD to remain calm, he COULDN'T lose his head again like he had during the fight with Voldemort.

"Oh dear… I thought he was doing so well after the war." Luna commented in her airy voice.

"What did the git do now?" Ron asked as he pulled Hermione closer to him, both ready to jump back on the Draco-hating band wagon.

"He's Gay." Harry said not looking at other four people in the compartment, as he tried to control himself again.

"What?" Ron asked shocked.

"You mean he's… really… fully…" Neville said. He wasn’t stammering like he used to, he was just surprised.

"He's gay." Harry said definitely.

"Wait a minute, how do you know that?" Hermione said leaning forward. "I've never heard of him being gay or even bisexual, so how did you find out?"

Harry turned to face Hermione and was suddenly extremely aggravated and annoyed that she would ask HIM such question. And even more upset at what the answer was.

"Did you see him with someone… did he hit on you… was he talking to..."

"BECAUSE HE BLOODY WELL IS, ALRIGHT!" Harry snapped back, ignoring the winces and frightened looks that had just come from his best friends, as the windows and chests around them started shaking madly. Harry then took a deep breath of air and looked back out of the window calming himself. After a few moments all of the objects in the compartment stopped shaking and rumbling.

The warm feeling of pride and malice in the back of his mind suddenly stopped. It turned into light interest and contemplation, then a bit of guilt. Harry blinked. Wait a second, what was going on?

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"Oh no." Draco said as he froze, staring blankly at the wall as his heart dropped.

"Oh No? What do you mean, Oh No?" Blaise asked.

"Well..." Draco said, trying to think of how to explain. "Harry was surprised, confused, and embarrassed, I got all that; I was expecting it... Then he was annoyed and that was okay... but now I think he's… well..."

Draco shrugged, and not being able to think of a nicer way to put it, just said what he was thinking.

"He's really, REALLY pissed."

Pansy threw up her arms in dismay. Nott chuckled.

"Hate to say I told you so." Blaise added.

"Way to fuck things up Malfoy... and have fun fixing it!" Millicent said. They all seemed to know Draco was going to pay, pay dearly, for his actions.

Malfoy was about to comment but another wave of rage lit up in the back of his mind.

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’Oh that motherfucking, God-damned, Veela SON-OF-A-BITCH… He mentally linked himself to me!’