Inside Story

A/N: To my dear friend who fancies this couple, watched the movies with me, and read the whole entire book series I dedicate this to you! By the way my old account was Codebreaker22 to any of my followers. Also, comments are always appreciated and are my steam power I can't work without steam power!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does and I thank her for that multiply that by one-thousand. (Bless her soul *sniff*) Anyway, please don't sue cause this is supposed to be fan-made and yeah you'll/some people will get the rest.

WARNING: YAOI, SHOTA (UNDERAGE SEX), MALEXMALE, ALL THAT STUFF PEOPLE USUALLY HATE ON. Anyway, please no flames because I don't take kind to people with no common sense that read fics that they don't like and they read the warnings yet don't heed them hence why I put them in ALL CAPS! Anyway if you do your awesome and I love you (like a sister or a brother or a hamburger just kidding about the hamburger part maybe Im weird) Enjoy.

Harry Potter, the boy who lived, that's what people called him. Or what Hagrid told him people called him. It's not that he thought the towering Hagrid was a liar, but it was still hard to believe he was going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After all, living eleven years in a cupboard and one month in a small bedroom under the Dursley's roof would take a toll. And one more obstacle stood in his way of reaching the school that Harry has never even heard of. Platform nine and three-quarters.

He didn't know if the platform even existed. Had this been a long dream and he was still snoozing away under his small cupboard. No, he already proved this was real on his birthday a month ago. Still it seemed elusive, like smoke.

But his problems soon melted away as he met the Weasleys. He felt relieved and grateful that he ran into them. Probably, if he hadn't then he would have been wandering around the platforms for ages alone. The three tall boys had already disappeared into the barrier and all were left was an red haired boy looking about the same age as him, Harry, and the red-headed girl and her mother.

Mrs. Weasley instructed Harry to run at the barrier, since this was Harry and Ron's first time. As she said this, their eyes met. Blue met green as they stared with a look of knowing. Something made Harry's heart beat faster as they just stared for a brief moment. It surprised him at what his body was involuntarily doing. "Probably just the anxiety of it all," he thought.

How wrong he was.

And with that they rushed through the barrier.

"Do you really have t-the the—" Ron stuttered nervously twiddling his fingers.

"The what?" Harry asked wondering why he was so nervous.

"Scar," said the red-head timidly looking down and pointing at his own forehead as to show what he meant.

"Oh," Harry realized lifting up his bangs so the famous lightening scar was visible, giving a warm smile at Ron's reaction.

"Wicked!" Ron exclaimed jumping to the end of his seat to get a better look.

Long minutes droned by, but it would have been much boring without Ron to past the time with. He'd explain things in the wizard world that Harry never knew existed. It was fascinating really; Quiditch the wizard sport that (everyone seemed to enjoy) stated by Ron. Also, the unusual sweets that the raven bought on the candy trolley was something else too ( Ron got a booger flavored bean 4 times!) Even the spell that he cast on his rat, Scabbers, (though it failed) all seemed to widen his eyes into a new world. Harry had to admit, Ron and him had only met not a few hours ago, yet it seemed it more felt like they were best childhood friends.

Then he asked a question that made Harry almost leap out of his chair and spill all his Bertie Bots all Flavored Beans all over the compartment floor. "When we first met at the train station," Ron asked looking outside of the window anxiously, chewing on a pumpkin pasty rather harshly. "did you...did you feel something...strange?"

"Strange...s-strange how?" asked Harry hesitantly.

Ron thought for a moment, trying to decide what he was going to say. "Well.." said Ron in a embarrassed almost hesitant tone. "not to weird you out or anything, but when our eyes met my heart jostled around in my chest as if I was having a heart attack or something." As he said that he jerked his hand around in a fist to represent his heart, moving in violent fast thrusts.

Harry opened his mouth to speak, hesitated, then closed not knowing what to say. Even if he told the truth won't it make it awkward between their blossoming friendship? No. Yes? Either way it would be awkward, leaving Ron to be the only one acting "strange" and hiding what really happened.

Lie. A voice in the back of Harry's mind cooed.

The raven shook his head mentally and sorted through his thoughts. 'Ron is my friend' Harry chided in his mind, 'Plus what good will it do if you do lie, huh?'

So he told the truth.

"Me too,"

A warm smile of relief spread along the redheads face and his ears turned slightly pink. "What do you think it means anyway?"

The shorter of the two shrugged. "I thought it was just anxiety,"

"You could be right, but I've been through the barrier and seen the Hogwarts Express plenty of times before not doubt about that." said Ron reaching for a chocolate frog. "So why did it also happen to me?"

"Don't you two realize?" A bossy voice called from the compartment entrance.

Harry and Ron jumped at the voice and turned to see who had called. Their eyes widened in shock that somebody had been listening in on their conversation.

The bushy haired girl, named Hermione, had returned for the third time, letting herself in and propping her bottom on the seat right next to Harry. "It happened so, while I was passing by this hall still looking for Neville's toad your compartment door seemed to be opened a crack and caught a few words that piqued my curiosity." Ron and Harry gave each other looks of puzzlement.

"It's obvious really, don't you see, hearts pounding at first sight?" Hermione giggled.

Still, the two were as clueless as ever and still didn't understand. "I still don't understand why," Ron said consciously rubbing his nose at her early comment.

She rolled her eyes. "Hopeless, well I'll leave it to you two to figure it out because it's more umm...interesting that way, but if you need any hints I'll be here." Hermione said as he error to leave their room. Just as she was about to leave she opened the sliding door again poking her head back in. "Good Luck,"

They looked at each other eyebrows scrunched in confusion in its purest form. 'What was that about?' They thought simultaneously.

A/N: Hello you have reached the end of Chapter 1 and the beginning of the Inside Story of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.

Wondering what will happen well here's the fun part. I need the readers help. Give me suggestions and comments for plots and things like that. Pairings also it can be anyone (except for Drarry Im sorry that just cannot happen) Help me write this fic because when you give me suggestions I take some of that suggestion and some of this suggestion and BAM make an awesome fanfiction that readers enjoy. It's all about the readers anyway why not add to their importance. Comment if your a guest your ideas or PM me!