Alohamora
"Aholamora," Harry whispered. "You unlocked the gateway to my heart."
I the fair girl turned with a huff.
"Harry, you know I've never felt that way about you."
"But Hermionie-"
"No buts Harry. I'm afraid this can't go on any longer"
Harry lunged towards her, Hermionie moved slightly, avoiding his kiss.
"NO!" Harry, we mustn't let our passion get in the way of our friendship!
I have always felt for Ron. I cannot just let that go."
Harry snorted. Had Hermionie known what he knew, she would be with him instead. Ron was gay, and a philanderer. He had learned that heartbreaking lesson a long time ago, in his seventh year of Hogwarts, his finest hour of lust.
"Very well…." He turned away, globules of saltwater falling from his sorrow-laden orbs.
It would do no good. She was stuck in the past, in a world of her own vast sorrow. She was in denial. Ron had always been the closest to her and when he announced his gaydom, she refused to believe it. She had even had the infamous Lockhart to cast one of his dreadful memory charms. She could not believe the love of her life would prefer the love of a Slytherin traitor.
Harry called out urgently to Hermione's retreating back, "Wait! Hermione…."
He couldn't bring himself to say it. How would she react? He remembered the times before the memory charm. Hell. She was a sexy beast back then, but damn dangerous. She loved Ron, but he just couldn't give it back to her. That was why Harry had always despised Ron in secret. That gangly red-headed snot didn't deserve a girl like Hermone.
"Hermione, before your sexy body leaves my life foreverm just one kiss."
She looked at with hatred filling 100 per cent of her beige circular orbs. "Youre not the same Harry I knew in secondary school, are you? Harry would never have said such a thing to me. Now leave before I decide to hurt you. GO."
Harry whimpered, but turned. Hermione had once been someone who he could always count on, but now he was unsure.
3 months later
Harry had a new love – Neville Longbottom. "Kiss me, Neville." Nevill looked around nervously, as always.
Neville had never been the one to make a first move, and when he was to tell her grandma about his newly found gaydom, she would be furious. But it only made sence. He had always been the outsider, never really gone for the chicks.
But Harry, being bisexual, had.
"Harry….I don't kn-" Harry violently pressed his lips against Neville's.
Hah, won't Hermione be surprised when she finds I've a new boyfriend! Damn girl…..
"Harry, we can't continue our shenanigans like this."
TO BE CONTINUED...