A/N: Well here's chapter 5! I had this ready but I was too lazy to do it. If I do something wrong tell me, thanks. More stories are coming soon.

Disclaimer: I don't know why I have to do this but I do. I don't own anything, but the plot.

Chapter 5: You Like Me?

Draco's POV

Back in the room Potter and I share, he plopped on the bed face first.

"Um, Harry your kind of on my side of the bed."

"Oh, sorry," he rolled over and did a deep sigh.

"I wish I could tell them," he said in barely a whisper.

"Tell who what?" Why am I so damn nosey?

"Well, I wish that I could tell Ron and Hermione I'm gay, and what boy I like, because I couldn't stop thinking about him the whole time we were at lunch."

"Oh."

"Don't go around saying I'm gay. If you do I'll hex your balls off."

"I won't, I won't, calm down. Which boy do you like?"

"Well he's tall, skinny, he plays quiddiditch…"

"That's half the school."

"I didn't finish." I gave him my best annoyed, but keep going face.

"He's in slytherin-"

"Now where getting somewhere! I can probably help you now."

"No you can't. He hates me."

"Most slytherins do." He gave me this face that looked so funny, but hurt at the same time.

"Sorry."

"Anyways he's straight."

"Some slytherins aren't."

"Oh yeah? Name them and I'll see if you can guess."

"Ok, um Marcus?" He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Theo?" Same look.

"Blaze?"

"OH HELL NO!"

"Ok, ok let me think." I stood and thought there was one more gay boy in slytherin, so if it wasn't him Potter's screwed.

"Me?" As soon as that word came out my mouth he looked down and blushed. YES! He likes me!

"You like me?"

"Well…um."

"Good, because I thought I was going crazy when you moaned my name in your sleep last night."

"Oh, you heard that?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised the whole school didn't."

"Oh, well if you want to beat me up, you have my permission."

"No! I've been waiting for you to say that believe it or not." He gave me a huge smile that could brighten any ones day.

"Really?"

"Yeah." I smiled and felt my face get warm. I suppose I was changing colors from pale white to pink judging by the smile Harry had on.

Well it's a now or never chance. I leaned in ever so slightly and he got the message quickly and smiled, blushed, and leaned in the rest of the way. It was just a peck on the lips, but you could fell the sparks between us. After we pulled apart we smiled, and even if it was early we got ready for bed and relaxed.