Harry had met Ron on the train, and it was then that he decided to fall despratly in love with him. But it wasn't a self contiouse thing hear? He didn't want it.
He wanted to love Ron like a brother, but that is fairly difficult when every time Ron walked into the room, Harry felt the pull of his groin in his trousers.
Harry walked down stairs and sat down to Dinner, Arthur was talking to Percey about some ministry business and the twins were talking about some prank idea's. Harry was thinking some horrid things to do to Ron… that he wouldn't ever actually do to Ron.
Ron walked nonchalantly into the room and leaned across Harry's shoulder to grab some corn. His action was innocent, Harry's response, wasn't. Harry went up like a man goes up for a sexy as hell stripper. Fred and George smiled at Harry's look, which was pretty close to priceless.
"Hey Ron, Those jeans are pretty hot! Right Harry?" Laughed George. Looking at Harry's flushed up face. Fred had milk bubbles squirt from his nose.
Ron look at his brothers oddly, he was lost, as was the disapproving Molly, Arthur, Bill, Charlie, Percy and, Ginny (Who was staring at Harry lustfully.)
"Um… Thanks." Ron said uncomfortably.
Harry stood up and walked slowly to the next room. Ron followed," What is going on Harry? You have been avoiding me. Did I do something wrong?"
"No."
And the boys walked upstairs to go to bed.