Rating: pg13. i didn't use the f word!! oh my GOD!
Pairing: There isn't one, not really, but if there was, it'd be Ron/Harry.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but I wish they were. Rawr.
R/R this, please. haha. flames welcome, so long as they don't have to do with the fact that THIS IS SLASH since I gave you fair warning :-)
"...Harry? Harry?! HARRY?!?!"
I blinked.
"Huh? What?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you okay, Harry?"
"Yeah, yeah, fine." I smiled weakly at my friend, who frowned and then pulled me into the library.
"Okay, Harry, you're going to tell me what's going on, now! You and Ron have been acting very weird and I WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S UP!"
I stared. Hermione rarely raised her voice, but how could I tell her what was bothering me? How could I explain to her that even now, among thoughts of Quidditch and my next Potions class was the image of Ron's naked body... Preferably next to mine? That's not something that you just bring into conversation.
"I.. I don't know."
Yes, that was my brilliant response. Because if I told her I didn't know, she'd stop asking. Right.
"Harry."
"All right! Fine. But not here," I said, glancing at the group of Hufflepuff's sitting nearby. Hermione nodded and led me to a more secluded corner.
"Now, what's going on?"
I swallowed thickly.
"You see, the thing is... Well, you see, Hermione..."
"Out with it."
"I'mgayandIthinkImightbeinlovewithRon."
Hermione stared.
"What?" She asked, sounding breathless.
"I... I'm gay. And I think I'm in love with Ron."
"Wow. I think that I need to sit down. Yes, I do.. Yes."
I pulled up a chair for her.
"Okay, so you're gay and in love with Ron. I think I can handle that. What does he think of all this?" She asked.
"I don't know. I haven't told him."
"Why not?! You told me before you told Ron?!? HARRY!"
I made a face. "What if he's homophobic, Hermione? What then? Then he hates me?! I'd rather he not know, thank you."
Hermione sighed. "Harry, he has to know."
"Hermione, I can't tell him."
She shook her head.
"You're only going to hurt yourself in the end, Harry."
I shrugged. "At least I'll still have Ron... Even if it is just as a friend."
She nodded and walked away without a second glance. I knew she was angry with me, but what did she want? Wasn't it better to keep Ron as a friend then to lose the only person who had ever seemed to care about me?
Lord if I knew.
Pairing: There isn't one, not really, but if there was, it'd be Ron/Harry.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but I wish they were. Rawr.
R/R this, please. haha. flames welcome, so long as they don't have to do with the fact that THIS IS SLASH since I gave you fair warning :-)
"...Harry? Harry?! HARRY?!?!"
I blinked.
"Huh? What?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you okay, Harry?"
"Yeah, yeah, fine." I smiled weakly at my friend, who frowned and then pulled me into the library.
"Okay, Harry, you're going to tell me what's going on, now! You and Ron have been acting very weird and I WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S UP!"
I stared. Hermione rarely raised her voice, but how could I tell her what was bothering me? How could I explain to her that even now, among thoughts of Quidditch and my next Potions class was the image of Ron's naked body... Preferably next to mine? That's not something that you just bring into conversation.
"I.. I don't know."
Yes, that was my brilliant response. Because if I told her I didn't know, she'd stop asking. Right.
"Harry."
"All right! Fine. But not here," I said, glancing at the group of Hufflepuff's sitting nearby. Hermione nodded and led me to a more secluded corner.
"Now, what's going on?"
I swallowed thickly.
"You see, the thing is... Well, you see, Hermione..."
"Out with it."
"I'mgayandIthinkImightbeinlovewithRon."
Hermione stared.
"What?" She asked, sounding breathless.
"I... I'm gay. And I think I'm in love with Ron."
"Wow. I think that I need to sit down. Yes, I do.. Yes."
I pulled up a chair for her.
"Okay, so you're gay and in love with Ron. I think I can handle that. What does he think of all this?" She asked.
"I don't know. I haven't told him."
"Why not?! You told me before you told Ron?!? HARRY!"
I made a face. "What if he's homophobic, Hermione? What then? Then he hates me?! I'd rather he not know, thank you."
Hermione sighed. "Harry, he has to know."
"Hermione, I can't tell him."
She shook her head.
"You're only going to hurt yourself in the end, Harry."
I shrugged. "At least I'll still have Ron... Even if it is just as a friend."
She nodded and walked away without a second glance. I knew she was angry with me, but what did she want? Wasn't it better to keep Ron as a friend then to lose the only person who had ever seemed to care about me?
Lord if I knew.