Slytherin's Son of Poseidon - year 4

Harry Potter had faced many difficult things in his life—Voldemort, Dumbledore’s confusing riddles, Snape’s constant sneering—but nothing was as terrifying as his current predicament.He was in love with Draco Malfoy.And he had no idea how to tell him.Not that it would matter, because apparently, half of Hogwarts had decided *they* were in love with Draco too.Harry was used to the usual stares his boyfriend got—Draco was, unfortunately, *very* attractive, with his sharp features, effortless grace, and that damn smirk. But it had gotten worse this year. People were bolder. They batted their eyelashes at Draco, giggled whenever he spoke, and found every excuse to touch his arm.And Draco? Draco was absolutely *clueless*.but life had to get worse.Because, of course, the Goblet of Fire spat out his name.And just like that, jealous boyfriends and flirty classmates became the *least* of Harry’s problems.