Split Your Soul (Drarry) (Boyxboy)

Chapter 8

Harry's POV:

I sighed as I sat down opposite Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table. I'd been avoiding them all day as I knew they were going to interrogate me about why I came back so late last night.

And to prove my point, "Why were you so late getting back last night, Harry? It was gone midnight before you came back! What is going on? It doesn't take you that long to do homework, are you seeing someone, because don't think I haven't noticed your improved mod lately." Hermione threatened me.

And just to make it dead obvious, I couldn't stop the blush from staining my cheeks. "Hah, so you are seeing someone." Hermione smiled victoriously.

"No. I am not. That's preposterous!" I blatantly lied. Pulling a face, I bent down to face my food so that the pair of them couldn't see my expression.

"Who is it mate?" Ron asked between mouthfuls of mash potato, obviously seeing that I was lying through my teeth. Pig...

I knew I should just give up, seeing as they were making it obvious that I had no chance of denying that I was in fact seeing someone. But I just couldn't let them know who it was.

"Fine! I am seeing someone, but we're only just getting to know each other so I don't want anyone else to know yet. I want them to get to know me, not Harry Potter the Boy Who Lived." I explained, desperately trying to hide the fact that it was Draco Malfoy I was dating. I couldn't even think if what they would do to me or even Draco if they found out.

Hermione seemed to be convinced as her face softened. "I understand Harry, take as long as you need." She said sympathetically. Nodding at her gladly, I felt even worse for lying to both of them. But I knew that it was necessarily because it kept Draco safe. And if that was the case, then I would do everything in my power to protect him.

Even though I knew it would only get harder from here, with everything progressing between light and dark. Especially Voldermort.

"Not Cho is it Harry?" Ron teased me. God no.

"NO! She's how I knew I was gay-... Oops..." I mentioned quietly. Ron just stared in shock, mouth hanging open and eyes wide before Hermione nudged him in the rib, hard.

"Awh, we're so happy for you. Aren't we Ron?!" She growled at him, and he just nodded before picking at his food quietly. Great, now he hates me. Although, I'm glad that Hermione is accepting of it.

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I was glad that both Ron and Hermione had not questioned me further on who I was seeing after dinner, and that made me feel just that much more relaxed now that they knew part of the truth.

I was sitting in one of the Gryffindor arm chairs, playing Wizards Chess with Ron. After dinner, Hermione had pulled me aside and told me that Ron will come around. And he did, surprisingly straight after dinner. As we finished playing and Ron won, he asked "hey mate?"

I was still wary of Ron but nonetheless, I answered him. "Yeah?" I cautiously looked at Ron, wary of the tone in his voice because usually, it meant he was after something.

"I was just wondering if I could borrow that Half-Blood Prince book? I'm struggling in Potions." He asked quietly, not wanting Hermione to overhear him and tell him off for not listening to Snape. Ah, so he was after something.

The Half-Blood Prince book was a book about potions that I had found ages ago in the classroom, it was highly useful and easy to follow. It even made me look like a potions expert and that was saying something.

"Yeah, sure mate, I don't need it at the minute. I've got Malfoy as my partner and as annoying as he is, i have to admit that he is very good at potions." I cringed the tiniest bit at calling Draco annoying. What I didn't notice is that Hermione was watching me speak.