Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note: My first Harry Potter fic! It's so exciting! This is in the pov of Hermione. The first friend she mentions is Harry, and I believe it should be easy to figure out the rest of the people. Enjoy!
Warning: Femslash.
Inter-house dating was generally frowned upon, the same as same-sex dating. The wizarding world was far behind the muggle world in these matters. Finding out that I was a lesbian was less of a shock for my parents than finding out that I was a witch.
I was always close with my parents, the way that most only children are. In my thirteenth year I knew, and soon after I told my parents. They might have already known, but they allowed me to come to the realization myself.
I was afraid of what my friends would think. Most of them were from pure-blood families and had been brought up around intolerance. Now, not only was I a mudblood, I was a lesbian as well. It would give them one more reason to hate me. Then, to my relief, one of my best friends came out to me. I saw the same fears that I had mirrored in his eyes. I came out as well and I saw relief flood over him. After that we became closer, but we didn't tell anyone else except for Ron, who rejected us at first, then got over his prejudices. We all vowed to keep each other's secrets and we rarely spoke of it.
But then she happened. I had known her for about four years, but we had only been acquaintances. We rapidly became friends and, as that happened, I also fell for her. I fell so fast that I almost didn't see; when I realized it was already too late. I suffered through the years and the war from the unreturned love. After the war I barely saw her. Then, after years, her brother told me that she had come out to the family. He revealed to me that he had seen my feeling and he encouraged me to follow them. I returned home with him that evening and when I saw her all the feelings came rushing back. I saw something in her eyes that told me she knew everything. That one night, after so many years, was the beginning of a relationship that would last a lifetime.