Harry and Ron sat in the Gryffindor common room, lamenting their dateless ness. They had both been turned down and they were about to get desperate.

"Who else is there?" Ron questioned.

"I honestly have no idea." Harry said. He thought for a bit. The Pattyils? No, they are both capable of getting dates by now. Wait! What if...

"Ron, what if we went together?"

"H-Harry! I'm flattered, but I'm not gay." Ron stammered. His ears turned the flaming red colour of his hair.

"Neither am I, but it would put an end to our struggles and we wont be going alone." Harry reasoned. It seemed logical.

"Ok, I'm game." Ron decided.

I peered around for my brother. He wasn't anywhere. Neither were Harry and Hermione. But I figured that Harry would be coming in with the other participants in the tournament. Hermione told me she was going with Victor Crum and swore me to secrecy. Perhaps Ron was with Flure, but more likely he was ill.

Victor came in. Hermione looked amazing, if I hadn't known, I wouldn't have even known It was her. Whispers went up all around the great hall. Nevil leant towards me and asked "Is that Hermione." I nodded. Flure entered with a Beubatounxs boy. Perhaps Ron was I'll. But the thought was dispelled when he entered behind Cedric and Cho. He and Harry had linked their arms and they walked in like any other couple.

My brother is gay? More importantly. Harry Potter is gay?!

I think I might be ill, I excused myself.

Harry and Ron began to think that this was not the best idea. They entered last. Ron tried to guide Harry around the dance floor. Ron was not the best dancer but Harry was useless. They were thankful when the other students joined them on the dance floor. They went to sit down with Hermione and Victor.

"So you don't tell me, but you come to the yule ball together?" Hermione sounded distressed, "I don't know what to do with you two!"

"What?" Ron inquired

"I don't have a problem with you two being gay, but you should have told me, I should have been the first outside of your families to know!"

"Hermione, you don't- we aren't-" Ron stammered.

"Whatever, come on Victor. I'll deal with them latter." Hermione stormed off. Head held high.

"That'll take a lot of explaining" Ron said, Harry gulped in agreement.

"See you've got yourself a boyfriend Potter." Malfoy had snuck up on them. Millicent Boulstrode was clinging to his arm.

"Well, I suppose I'm not the only one who has come with someone of the same gender. Milisend gave an indignant sound.

"You two faggo-" Malfoy was cut off by professor Dumbeldor. "Do you wish to make that remark to my face, Mr. Malfoy?"

He turned slowly and made a noise similar to a squirrel being run over by a semi and he and Millicent ran as though their britches were on fire.

Dumbledor laughed cheerily and smiled. "If that boy gives you two handsome young men any more trouble, I want to hear of it."

Ron and Harry nodded. Dumbledor left.

Ron and Harry practically died of laughter. They would have to live this one down but, it doesn't matter.