Summary: Harry is being re-sorted, Draco is in love, Blaise is in lust, Ron is angry and Harry finds himself falling, but the good kind. Mpreg (eventually)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!

"Text" - Speech

'Text' - Thoughts

'Text' - Sorting hat (in Harry's head)

"Text" - Parselmouth

Fall in love?

Chapter 1

Dying, Draco was sure, would feel just like this.

The blond was sitting outside on one of the benches when he saw them. Her red hair fell over his shoulder contrasting with his raven hair. At first it was just a hug, but Draco could already feel the stinging sensation where his heart lay. The somewhat friendly hug soon changed when the Weaselette pulled back and pressed her lips to his.

Crack.

The blond could all but see his heart break. Everything suddenly turned into slow motion. All he could see was the red head kissing Harry James Potter right outside the Hogwarts entry. Just when he thought he was about to cry from the sheer unfairness of the situation something changed.

Potter pulled his head away from the Weaselette and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Draco didn't know what to think. Po-Harry had pulled away from the girl he had been dating for nearly half of their '8'th year.

They were arguing now. Without much thinking the Slytherin pulled out his wand and uttered a quick spell to enhance his hearing. He knew that eavesdropping might not give him the answers he wanted, but hey you shouldn't knock it until you've tried it.

"Please Harry you don't have to lie. We're alone. No one will hear. I know you love me just let it out."

The blond nearly snorted. Weaselette sounded so desperate. Draco's heart ached. The red head wasn't the only one who was desperate for the Golden Boy's love. It was the one thing the Slytherin would give anything to have.

"Ginny I've told you this a million times since we've broken up. I. Don't. Love. You. Because. I'm. Gay. Is that so hard for you to understand? I've tried to be gentle about breaking the news to you, but that didn't work. What do I have to do for you to realize that I like boys."

The blond's breath caught. Harry Potter, the boy he had been in love with since he switched sides during the war, was gay. He had a chance. Draco actually had a chance to, for the lack of a better term, woo his love.

"No Harry you're just confused. You-"

When the blond looked to see why the red head had stopped speaking his heart rate accelerated. She was looking directly at him. He felt heat rising to his cheeks as the raven haired boy beside her also turned to look at him.

The Weaselette's features hardened as she started stomping towards him. Draco didn't know what to do. He couldn't run because Malfoys simply don't run away from anyone and he couldn't stay and fight her because... well because she was a girl.

During his musing the blond hadn't noticed just how close the only Weasley girl had gotten. She was standing in front of him with her fist raised and ready to, most likely, break his nose. Closing his eyes tightly Draco readied himself for the pain which never came.

"Immobulus."

Draco didn't know what to do. He opened his eyes and looked at the ground. Suddenly he felt quite childish for listening in on the couple's, or rather ex-couple's, private conversation. Yet he knew he would do it again in a heartbeat.

It had given him the one thing he thought he would never have. A chance. Harry was gay and that gave him hope. Hope that the raven haired boy would give him a chance despite all the horrible things he had done.

"Thank you."

The blond was still looking at nothing but the ground he was standing on. Throughout the whole year since Draco admitted to himself that he was in love with Harry, the Slytherin had had a hard time to look at the Gryffindor.

Draco was sure that if someone would look deep enough they could see the whole extant of his feelings for the-boy-who-lived. And the feelings ran deep. Every day Draco battled heartbreak when ever he saw the boy he loved with his girlfriend.

'Ex-girlfriend.'

The blond reminded himself happily. The best part was that they broke up, well Harry dumped the Weaselette, because he was gay. It made Draco want to start a happy dance in front of the whole school and let everyone know how much he loved his Gryffindor.

"Draco you might wanna move out of the way. I'm gonna remove the spell from Ginny now."

Malfoy's head shot up. He must have heard wrong. Harry never called him by his given name. Never. And by Merlin the blond's heart was racing. Never mind that Harry usually called him Malfoy the way his given name sounded when the raven said it was making his heart race.

The blond could feel his cheeks flush at the thought of how his name would sound of those lips when the Gryffindor was moaning in pleasure. Said raven haired boy was looking at the Slytherin with a questioning gaze.

"You ok there Draco?"

Harry's eyes shone with mild amusement and Draco couldn't help but smile a little at the Gryffindor standing before him. The blond nodded and stepped out of the Weaselette's way. Harry rose his wand and pointed it at the red headed girl.

"Finite."

Ginny stepped forward suddenly and swung her fist at the air in front of her. Had Draco still been in his earlier position that punch sure would have stung. A lot. Turning around the red head glared at the blond and then smiled at Harry.

The raven haired boy however wasn't looking at her. Harry had his eyes firmly locked on Draco. The blond was glaring daggers at the one and only Weasley girl. If looks could kill Ginny would have had to pick out her grave early.

A cold shiver ran down Harry's spine when he remembered why he had to stop his ex-girlfriend from crushing the Slytherin's nose. What had Draco heard? Everything or just Ginny's desperate attempt at convincing him to get back together with her?

Harry was sure that, even if homosexuality was accepted in the wizarding world, he would have a field day the next oh... three weeks, at least, if the blond found out about his preferences. The Gryffindor turned to Ginny and smiled at her.

Though it was a forced smile the red head didn't seem to be able to tell the difference and smiled back wholeheartedly. She stepped forwards and wrapped her arms around the raven's waist. That was when Harry's smile faltered a little.

He petted the girl's shoulder but pulled away from her. Telling her to go ahead towards the Great Hall she gave him a peck on the cheeks and left. The Gryffindor turned to look at Draco only to see the blond looking at him with confusion and a little bit of hurt in his eyes. Folding his arms over his chest Harry's eyes hardened.

"So what did you hear?"

Shame overtook the Slytherin's features just before Draco turned his gaze towards the ground. He knew this would come, but he'd hoped that somehow it could have been put off for a little bit longer.

"Just about everything, but I'm sorry I shouldn't have listened in at all."

There was an uncomfortable silence between the two boys as Draco waited for Harry to do something... anything. He would have deserved the punch the Weaselette was gonna give him, but Harry had stopped her. Maybe-

"So I take it I should be prepared for the teasing from all of the Slytherin for tomorrow then?"

The blond chuckled a little and looked up again. However when the Slytherin met the Gryffindor's gaze he sobered. There was still a small smile lingering on Draco's lips but it was far from teasing.

"That would be quite hypocritical of me. You know to make fun of someone for his sexual preferences if they're the same as mine."

The raven's features softened as he started to chuckle a little. He should have known. No straight man would care that much about his outer appearance. Harry started walking towards the entrance when he turned his head to look over his shoulder.

Locking eyes with the Slytherin Harry gestured his head in the direction of the big wooden doors. He smiled at the blond and laughed at Draco's confused expression.

"You comin'? Dinner's about to start."

The blond Slytherin nodded and smiled back. They walked towards the Great Hall in silence only occasionally smiling at each other and laughing a little. When they arrived in front of the doors Harry grabbed Draco's arm and effectively stopped him from walking any further.

Without looking at the blond the raven could tell that he was looking at him with questioning eyes. Looking straight ahead at the Great Hall's doors Harry spoke.

"Listen, nobody knows this but I asked Dumbledore if I could be re-sorted because of all that has happened. I just... don't be surprised if I end up eating with you tonight."

Harry felt a hand covering his own and finally turned his head to look at the blond Slytherin next to him. Draco was wearing a warm smile as he petted the Gryffindor's hand reassuringly. Both nodded at each other and walked into the Great Hall.

O.O O.O O.O O.O O.O

Everyone was settling down as they waited for Dumbledore to start dinner. The wizard stood up from his seat at the head table and waved at professor McGonagall. The witch pulled out her wand and the sorting hat appeared before her on the table.

Softly clinking his glass with his spoon the headmaster called the whole Great Hall to attention. The students quieted down and all turned to look at the wizard. A few confused glances were exchanged at the presence of the sorting hat.

"Good evening students. As you can see we have some sorting or rather re-sorting to do today before dinner. Now before we begin I have to tell all of you that being re-sorted is not a privilege. It's your right to ask to be re-sorted."

He nodded at Harry who in turn stood up and started walking towards the head table. Shocked gasps went through the Great Hall as the students saw the Gryffindor walking ahead to be re-sorted. Ron and Hermione seemed to be the most shocked. After all Harry hadn't told them a thing about this.

The raven haired boy glanced at the Slytherin table to look at Draco who was smiling encouragingly at the, probably, soon to be ex-Gryffindor. He smiled back before he came to a stop right in front of the headmaster.

Harry took a seat on the stool the old wizard had conjured up and waited for professor McGonagall to put the sorting hat on his head. Smiling at the professor she smiled back as she placed the sorting hat on top of Harry's messy mop of raven hair.

'Ah so here we are again, eh? Are you gonna let me decide this time?'

Harry had to fight down the urge to roll his eyes at the hat's words. It wasn't wrong by any means, but come on get over it already. So he had argued the first time. He was correcting this mistake now, wasn't he?

'Yeah. I'll shut up and you do your thing.'

The Great Hall was completely silent. Nobody wanted to miss this. They were gonna find out where the sorting hat was gonna put Harry yet the stupid old cloth wasn't hurrying up as it seemed. The whole school was dying of anticipation as they held their breath.

"SLYTHERIN"

A silence hung over the Great Hall as everyone stared in shock. Harry stood up calmly and pulled out his wand. Pointing it at himself the raven charmed his robes into Slytherin once and walked towards the Slytherin table seemingly unaffected by the hat's decision.

A gasp tore through the hall as Malfoy scooted over to make room for Harry to sit next to him. What in Merlin's name was going on? Harry looked up to find out Ginny's reaction only to see her talking furiously with her older brother.

The raven haired boy knew Ron would make a big fuss out of the whole thing. After all that was the reason the Slytherin hadn't told him or Hermione about his re-sorting. He was sure 'Mione wouldn't mind so much, but she would have told Ron who, right now, looked angrier than Harry had ever seen.

The students, even Ron, eventually calmed down as Draco and Harry started talking and eating while they ignored the other people in the Great Hall. Draco was in heaven just being able to talk to Harry without having to make it seem that he hated the other boy.

As soon as Harry had sat down he knew that his decision had been the right one. Even sitting with the Slytherin was different. No one got on your nerves with questions you didn't want to answer because during dinner you ate not converse.

They ate in silence for about half an hour. The other Slytherin said nothing to him. They merely nodded to him in greeting and continued eating their dinner. When Harry was starting to feel full Draco offered to show Harry the way to the Slytherin common room.

"Thanks Draco, but I still got to go to the library. Besides I know where the common room is I just need the password."

The blond looked questionably at the other boy but said nothing about the apparently not so secret location of their common room. Their common room. He couldn't believe it. They were in the same house now. They would share the same dorm.

They. Would. Share. The. Same. DORM.

Oh Merlin. Harry was gonna find out. He was gonna find out Draco was in love with him and he was never gonna talk to him again. After all Blaise had made it quite clear that Draco talked in his sleep. Always. You know as in even during... pleasurable dreams.

The blond felt his cheeks flush as he remembered the last dream he had about Harry. It had left Draco so hard in the middle of the night the Slytherin thought he was gonna die because of it. In that dream Harry had teased him. Spanked him 'till his ass was a hot red color and then he'd fucked the life out of him.

And that was one of his mild fantasies. He had so many others. Where he was bound to the bed forced to suck off the-boy-who-lived or one where they made sweet passionate love. Remembering that the boy still needed the password Draco pulled himself out of his daydream.

"Toxicum."

Harry nodded and thanked the blond before he stood up and started walking towards the exit of the Great Hall. He never noticed the two red heads that followed him out of the Great Hall and towards the library.

A/N: Hope you liked this so far. Should I continue?