Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Understanding

As a member of the Hogwarts quidditch team, I was excused from normal timetabled lessons.

Huzzah!

I was walking back to Gryfinndor with Dean and Seamus.

"I can't help you translate any of that Harry, I can just about speak English" Seamus joked.

A Beauxbaton girl walked past.

She had dead straight platinum hair, a pale sort of wind rushed look about her, and walked with so much confidence, she was dipping of it.

Her lips were a deep rose colour.

Wow, I mean fuck.

Dean elbowed me,

"I know right" he chuckled.

"I will never understand what you see in girls" Seamus replied looking at the girl from behind in confusion.

Hold on,

"Do you like girls as well as boys?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah I do" he chuckled, he then saw my confused face.

"I'm bisexual Harry, it means I like boys and girls," he said in an informative manner.

"Right yeah, yeah of course" I stammered.

I had just figured out I was gay, I like Draco, I have to be. I didn't know there was a name for liking both.

Fuck me, does this make me a bad boyfriend? I mean is it cheating?

"Are you bisexual?" I asked Seamus.

"No, no!" He laughed,

"I'm one hundred per cent gay" he replied.

Dean shook his head,

"No ones one hundred per cent anything," Dean said raising one eyebrow.

"Well, this inexperienced vagina fucker is," Seamus said pointing to himself with both hands.

"So you're gay, but you're going out with someone who's bisexual?" I asked.

"Yup" he replied nonchalantly.

We walked on.

"So if you went out with a girl, then you'd be straight?" I said quietly, wondering when I was going to put my foot in it.

"No, bisexuals are still bisexuals if they go out with someone of the opposite gender," Dean said, he was being very accommodating of my stupid questions.

"Also, that doesn't mean I wouldn't go out with someone who was trans or gender non conforming" he continued,

"Wouldn't that mean that you were something else?" I asked, as politely as I could.

"I label myself as bisexual, some others feel more comfortable with labelling themselves pansexual," he said with a sympathetic smile.

"Umm alright," I said not understanding completely but feeling too stupid to ask any more questions.

Maybe that was me?

I got to Gryfinndor and grabbed my quidditch bag.

***
I got changed in the quidditch changing rooms, I folded up my uniform and put it in my bag. I don't know why I had to wear my uniform just for breakfast, but we just did.

The rest of the team came rolling in.

Other tents were set up for the other schools.
So we wouldn't all have to share the same changing room.

It was just Hogwarts training at the moment, we had a timetable of who can practice on what days and at what time.

We would first play Beauxbaton and then Durmstrang. They would also play with each other.

Whichever two teams had the most points would then go head to head in the finals.

Fortunately, I didn't have to understand it, Wood and Flint did.

A Durmstrang student came in,

"Oh oh I'm sorry," he said in a thick Eastern European accent.

I couldn't remember his name, but he looked straight at Cedric, who had his top off.

Cedric looked at him through his eyelashes, the Durmstrang student looked him up and down while he chewed his cheek, a smirk painted across his face.

Merlin's beard, did they just want to get it over with and have sex right now?

The sexual tension could be cut with a knife.

He took a final look and walked out.

It never really occurred to me that Cedric was single. He was like magic, anyone and everyone fancied him.

How can you look that good and still remain humble?

To be fair to him, if he did become official with anyone, about one hundred people's hearts' would break.

We all walked out onto the pitch, Madam Hooch was there.

"Is everything alright? Quidditch hasn't been cancelled has it?" Wood said getting increasingly frantic as his comment went on.

"No Mr Wood, quidditch has not been cancelled. I'm just here to let you know that you no longer have to wear your robes to breakfast, there was a mix up with the house-elves this morning" she explained.

"Get in!" The twins said in unison.

Madam Hooch walked off to let us practice.

Wood jumped onto his broom and clapped his hands together.

"The Beauxbaton team are small and agile, that's the only thing they have over us. So I want us to start with some weaving" he instructed.

It was now all getting a bit real.