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One more night, that’s all Harry had to last in this hell, and he could be back where he belonged, his home, although they wrote to him every week, letters and gifts, he missed his friends so much, they were his real family, although things had changed  now, now that Voldermort had returned. He was in constant fear that suddenly he would burst through the door and kill him in his bed. At least now the rest of the wizarding world know. As silently as he could Harry closed the diary he had been writing in for the last year and returned it to the loose floorboard under his bed, his greatest fear was someone reading that book, the window into his soul, into his fear about Voldermort, his sadness over Sirius’s death, his love for his enemy, Draco Malfoy, that one was his biggest secret, not a soul in the world knew about that, constantly thinking about how amazing it would be just to hold him for a moment. But he doubted that would ever be, firstly because it was quite clear that Malfoy hated him, and secondly because how would his friends react to the news that he, Harry was gay? He sighed and looked at the clock on his desk, 12:43, just a few more hours before he needed to leave to catch the school train, excitement in his stomach made it difficult but eventually he managed to sleep, only to be woken rudely two hours later. “wake up boy” growled his uncle Vernon “ We haven’t got time to take you to London later, so we are leaving now!” Harry sat up groggily and scowled as his uncle left the room, slamming the door behind him, he quickly got dressed and ran around his room picking up his various belongings, diary and his Owl Hedwig. Half an hour later, with his diary tucked safely in his pocket, wand in the other, he sat down in the car for the silent journey towards his sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.

“We haven’t finished clearing the train as it is only early , so just go sit in the end carriage, there’s another young lad around somewhere I’m sure you could talk to him.” the conductor barked at Harry in an offhand sort of manner. Dragging his trunk and Hedwig along behind him he made his way to the end carriage, once he had settled down he decided to make a new diary entry, just to pass a little time as this ‘other boy’ did not seem to exist.   “1st September, well I’m on the train, I’m so glad to be returning to Hogwarts despite Lord Voldermort’s return, its going to be great to get back into magic and I’ve missed my friends so much, its been a long summer, and I’m dying to see Malfoy again..” Harry paused writing at this point, he sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, closing the book in his lap he began to daydream, only to be brought round by a familiar harsh voice “What’s this then, Potters little diary?” Harry opened his eyes just in time to see Malfoy grab for the leather book in Harry’s lap, but he wasn’t quick enough and Harry quickly put it back Into his pocket, “Well your no fun now are you potter?” Malfoy sneered, a look that was easy enough to read as the start of a fight, Harry opened his mouth to reply but was beaten by a quick response of “shove of Malfoy” from the carriage doors where Harry’s best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger stood, clearly having just arrived. Malfoy pushed through them out of the carriage and slammed the door. “what was that slimy git after then?” Ron questioned Harry sitting down and kicking his shoes off, “just a fight, God Ron put them back on you’re stinking up the entire carriage!” Hermione giggled and sat down opposite them, taking out a book and starting to read. “Good summer then Harry? Our house has been so busy with people coming and going…and…” Hermione cleared her throat loudly “oh yeah, so how was your summer then mate? Your family been treating you ok?” Harry shrugged, he had spent most of his holiday completely alone and in silence “Was alright” he muttered, secretly he wished he had been at the burrow all summer, but it was too dangerous and he didn’t want the Weasley family to but put in danger because of him. Ron could tell this was a sore topic so quickly changed the topic to Quiditch. Before they knew it they were five minutes away from Hogsmeade and had to quickly change into their robes. “We have to go ahead Harry, as we are prefects, we will see you at the feast ok?” Harry nodded and walked towards the carriages taking them to the castle when he was joined by Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, Luna looking particularly odd today decorated with mini broomstick earrings, a necklace made of dragon claws and a strange bone holding her hair up. Harry politely said hello and got into the carriage with them, where he paid no attention to there conversation but instead partook in a private daydream about himself and his favourite person on the planet.
After the feast, Professor Dumbledore said less than anyone had expected, “We all know the situation now, so I advise you to keep your friends close, and your enemies closer at this time, now go and sleep, pleasant dreams await those who want them.” Harry couldn’t help but focus on one part of that short speech, and unintentionally walked straight into Malfoy knocking both of them to the floor, Harry quickly apologised and got up in time to see Malfoy snatch something from the floor, “Watch where you are going Potter, you are going to get yourself killed” he smirked and strutted out of the great hall followed by his cronies. “what the hell is his problem, and what was he hiding?” Harry asked as Ron pulled him up off the floor, Hermione looked puzzled “I think he had a book, but I didn’t see him drop it” Harry suddenly felt all the blood drain from his face, he checked his pockets frantically, he couldn’t have dropped it, he didn’t think it possible, “Shit!” Harry yelled out a little more loudly then he expected and scared a group of  first year Ravenclaws passing by, Hermione and Ron looked at him in amazement “Mr.Potter, if you could please tone down the that language” Professor McGonagall’s Hat appeared above the crowd, “no move along, you are causing a blockage” Seeing the group of people behind them Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly moved on to the Gryffindor common room, Harry sunk into an armchair depressed and concerned at what Malfoy would do. “Umm Harry mate, are you alright?” Ron and Hermione were stood near to him looking nervous, Harry sighed, he might as well tell them a little bit of truth “That book was my diary, and there were a lot of personal things in it, and now Malfoy has it, and could find out a lot of things” He took a breath, Hermione opened her mouth to speak “We can talk tomorrow, I’m going to bed” Harry quickly butt in before walking up the stairs to the dormitory leaving them both gawping at his back. Harry lay on his bed fully clothed staring off into space, wondering what Malfoy would do when he found out, once he knew that Harry was in love with him, what was Harry going to do? He closed his eyes and rolled onto his side, a thousand scenarios flashed into his head of what was going to happen, about half an hour later he heard Ron shuffle into the room “Harry?” he didn’t reply, it was easier to pretend he was asleep.

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One more night, that’s all Harry had to last in this hell, and he could be back where he belonged, his home, although they wrote to him every week, letters and gifts, he missed his friends so much, they were his real family, although things had changed  now, now that Voldermort had returned. He was in constant fear that suddenly he would burst through the door and kill him in his bed. At least now the rest of the wizarding world know. As silently as he could Harry closed the diary he had been writing in for the last year and returned it to the loose floorboard under his bed, his greatest fear was someone reading that book, the window into his soul, into his fear about Voldermort, his sadness over Sirius’s death, his love for his enemy, Draco Malfoy, that one was his biggest secret, not a soul in the world knew about that, constantly thinking about how amazing it would be just to hold him for a moment. But he doubted that would ever be, firstly because it was quite clear that Malfoy hated him, and secondly because how would his friends react to the news that he, Harry was gay? He sighed and looked at the clock on his desk, 12:43, just a few more hours before he needed to leave to catch the school train, excitement in his stomach made it difficult but eventually he managed to sleep, only to be woken rudely two hours later. “wake up boy” growled his uncle Vernon “ We haven’t got time to take you to London later, so we are leaving now!” Harry sat up groggily and scowled as his uncle left the room, slamming the door behind him, he quickly got dressed and ran around his room picking up his various belongings, diary and his Owl Hedwig. Half an hour later, with his diary tucked safely in his pocket, wand in the other, he sat down in the car for the silent journey towards his sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.

“We haven’t finished clearing the train as it is only early , so just go sit in the end carriage, there’s another young lad around somewhere I’m sure you could talk to him.” the conductor barked at Harry in an offhand sort of manner. Dragging his trunk and Hedwig along behind him he made his way to the end carriage, once he had settled down he decided to make a new diary entry, just to pass a little time as this ‘other boy’ did not seem to exist.   “1st September, well I’m on the train, I’m so glad to be returning to Hogwarts despite Lord Voldermort’s return, its going to be great to get back into magic and I’ve missed my friends so much, its been a long summer, and I’m dying to see Malfoy again..” Harry paused writing at this point, he sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, closing the book in his lap he began to daydream, only to be brought round by a familiar harsh voice “What’s this then, Potters little diary?” Harry opened his eyes just in time to see Malfoy grab for the leather book in Harry’s lap, but he wasn’t quick enough and Harry quickly put it back Into his pocket, “Well your no fun now are you potter?” Malfoy sneered, a look that was easy enough to read as the start of a fight, Harry opened his mouth to reply but was beaten by a quick response of “shove of Malfoy” from the carriage doors where Harry’s best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger stood, clearly having just arrived. Malfoy pushed through them out of the carriage and slammed the door. “what was that slimy git after then?” Ron questioned Harry sitting down and kicking his shoes off, “just a fight, God Ron put them back on you’re stinking up the entire carriage!” Hermione giggled and sat down opposite them, taking out a book and starting to read. “Good summer then Harry? Our house has been so busy with people coming and going…and…” Hermione cleared her throat loudly “oh yeah, so how was your summer then mate? Your family been treating you ok?” Harry shrugged, he had spent most of his holiday completely alone and in silence “Was alright” he muttered, secretly he wished he had been at the burrow all summer, but it was too dangerous and he didn’t want the Weasley family to but put in danger because of him. Ron could tell this was a sore topic so quickly changed the topic to Quiditch. Before they knew it they were five minutes away from Hogsmeade and had to quickly change into their robes. “We have to go ahead Harry, as we are prefects, we will see you at the feast ok?” Harry nodded and walked towards the carriages taking them to the castle when he was joined by Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, Luna looking particularly odd today decorated with mini broomstick earrings, a necklace made of dragon claws and a strange bone holding her hair up. Harry politely said hello and got into the carriage with them, where he paid no attention to there conversation but instead partook in a private daydream about himself and his favourite person on the planet.
After the feast, Professor Dumbledore said less than anyone had expected, “We all know the situation now, so I advise you to keep your friends close, and your enemies closer at this time, now go and sleep, pleasant dreams await those who want them.” Harry couldn’t help but focus on one part of that short speech, and unintentionally walked straight into Malfoy knocking both of them to the floor, Harry quickly apologised and got up in time to see Malfoy snatch something from the floor, “Watch where you are going Potter, you are going to get yourself killed” he smirked and strutted out of the great hall followed by his cronies. “what the hell is his problem, and what was he hiding?” Harry asked as Ron pulled him up off the floor, Hermione looked puzzled “I think he had a book, but I didn’t see him drop it” Harry suddenly felt all the blood drain from his face, he checked his pockets frantically, he couldn’t have dropped it, he didn’t think it possible, “Shit!” Harry yelled out a little more loudly then he expected and scared a group of  first year Ravenclaws passing by, Hermione and Ron looked at him in amazement “Mr.Potter, if you could please tone down the that language” Professor McGonagall’s Hat appeared above the crowd, “no move along, you are causing a blockage” Seeing the group of people behind them Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly moved on to the Gryffindor common room, Harry sunk into an armchair depressed and concerned at what Malfoy would do. “Umm Harry mate, are you alright?” Ron and Hermione were stood near to him looking nervous, Harry sighed, he might as well tell them a little bit of truth “That book was my diary, and there were a lot of personal things in it, and now Malfoy has it, and could find out a lot of things” He took a breath, Hermione opened her mouth to speak “We can talk tomorrow, I’m going to bed” Harry quickly butt in before walking up the stairs to the dormitory leaving them both gawping at his back. Harry lay on his bed fully clothed staring off into space, wondering what Malfoy would do when he found out, once he knew that Harry was in love with him, what was Harry going to do? He closed his eyes and rolled onto his side, a thousand scenarios flashed into his head of what was going to happen, about half an hour later he heard Ron shuffle into the room “Harry?” he didn’t reply, it was easier to pretend he was asleep.