-1 Lots Of Blushing
It was some time during the beginning of fifth year at Hogwarts. Harry, Ron, and Hermione just finished up a class with Professor Mcgonagall.
" Blimey, how the hell does she expect us to do THAT for homework?!," Ron says. "You mean turning a tea cozy into a pillow? Ron, if you haven't noticed that was a REVIEW class. You should have been able to have done that in third year….." Hermione retorted. Harry, on the other hand just walked silently along with his two best friends silently enjoying their little banter. He's been so used to their arguing that it didn't even faze him anymore. "Seriously you would think they were married sometimes," Harry thought to himself. As he was already in a state of thinking Harry also thought back to what happened near the end of last year, with Voldemort's return and subsequent attempted murder of Harry. " Now that he's back we may not have good moments like these anymore," He thought sadly as he looked on at Ron at Hermione, both red as tomatoes from their "conversation" but otherwise visibly enjoying themselves. As Hermione waved bye to the boys and went off to her Ancient Runes class ( "I swear Hermione's probably the ONLY student in this ENTIRE school to even attempt that class" Ron added as soon as she was out of earshot) and the two walked gloomily after looking at their rosters to find out they had Potions with Snape for a double period.
As they walked down those same dungeon steps that they've had to since the very first year, Harry noticed something different about Ron's behavior and it had nothing to do with the fact that they were heading to a class taught by their mortal enemy. Usually Ron would talk to Harry at this point about how nice it would be to drop this class next year if they chose to do so and never have to deal with Snape again, or if Fred and George had another devious plot in mind to use against Snape this year(One year they flooded up his room with Bertie Bott's Beans and nobody could use magic to reverse it so it took three grown men to shovel him out which took HOURS). "What's wrong?" Harry asked and he tapped Ron on the shoulder to get his attention. "Mmmmm….nothing…" was all Ron would reply. Despite the natural semi-darkness of the dungeon Harry could tell that Ron was…..BLUSHING. "I wonder what's he thinking about. I know he likes Hermione but I didn't think it was THAT serious. Maybe I'll talk about it with him, presuming we make it out of this class in one piece," Harry thought to himself ( Last year several students, including Neville, suffered from pus filled boils and rashes after a cauldron filled with incomplete potion exploded. Harry and Ron ducked under their tables just in time to avoid most of the potion.) After a horrible double period with Snape (Neville was escorted early out of the class due to adding a wrong ingredient and making his potion explode, causing two kids, including himself, to suffer from painfully dry skin and rashes in inconvenient places)
Ron power walked out of class. Harry, trying to catch up said "Wait Ron!" Ron hesitantly waited for Harry and they continued to walk off. " Ron, since it's our lunch break do you want to hang out after we eat? Just me and you?" Ron blushed even harder (" Why is he doing that again?" Harry thought) " Ron I seriously think we need to talk something's obviously bothering you." Harry finished. " Ok………" Ron said quietly and shut tight before Harry could attempt to make more conversation. After they left the Great Hall they went to the lake. Harry liked the water, even though he didn't learn how to swim until last year( The 2nd Triwizard task compelled him to learn). He often wondered why Ron was the one he was supposed to save and not Hermione after the challenge was over but he simply chalked it up to being that he was friends with Ron first before he was ever friends with Hermione. Ironically as he looked on at Ron, he appeared to be deep in thought. Before Harry could say anything however Ron asked Harry exactly what he was thinking about. "Harry, why do you think it was me you had to save and not Hermione? I mean, it could have been someone else if not her, like Dobby or something, but it was me. Why do you think so?" Before he could reply with a decent answer Harry saw one of the giant squid' s tentacles and it splashed water all over Ron. "WAHHHHHHHH! That blimey bastard! Great, now look at this would ya Harry? I'm going back to the common room to change before I get a fever." Ron said before leaving towards the castle. "Wait for me, you idiot! Always leaving me behind you know?" Harry shouted back as Ron went back on his power walk again.
A few people (mostly Slytherins) laughed at Ron while he walked down the hall to the tower staircase that led to the Gryffindor common room. Harry, on the other hand stole glances at Ron to see how he was taking all of this when he saw something totally unexpected. Ron had grew his hair out longer over the summer and Harry, for some reason or other couldn't help but feel slightly captivated by how Ron looked with his wet hair. "What are you looking at Harry?" Ron asked without looking. "Damn, I must have been too obvious," Harry thought as he made a mental note to himself in the future. "Mmmmmm….nothing…" Harry said. "Um, Harry you're blushing….." Ron said after a short while. "Um, no I'm not!" Harry quickly exclaimed. As they were nearing the portrait of the Fat Lady Harry took off his glasses to rub his eyes as he tried to remember the password. This time, it was Ron's turn to look. He saw Harry's bright emerald eyes which seemed to look much brighter without the glasses. It contrasted to Harry's naturally pale skin which made them look all the more intriguing. " Ron, why do I feel the odd sensation that I'm being stared at?" Harry asked coolly without looking at Ron. " And"- Harry added before Ron could come up with a decent excuse, "Don't say your usual "Mmmmmmm…nothing.." " Ummmm….nothing at all Harry, I was just looking at the crack at the wall behind you…no big deal…" "Right….." Harry said and he looked at Ron. Since Ron was standing in front of a hanging torch set in the wall, the fire reflected in Harry's bright green eyes. Add that with Harry's sly expression on his face and it took nearly all of Ron's willpower just to stay standing up. "Will you two boys STOP goggling at each other and say the damn password!" The Fat Lady shouted out at Harry and Ron. " Sorry about that," Both boys said simultaneously after more blushing, this time done by BOTH of them.
After Harry said the password, the Fat Lady joked, "Seriously I have never seen anybody go as red as an apple before, and I'm not referring to just your hair, Mr. Weasley." "Aw put a lid on it!" Ron exclaimed back at the portrait before it closed with them inside. Then, all of a sudden Ron began to cough and sneeze a lot, added by an involuntary shiver and his face turned a little blue. " Oh damn I forgot you're still wet Ron! You should change your clothes fast." Harry said while slapping himself on his forehead saying to himself " Some friend I am. How could I forget THAT?" and without further ado rushed to his dorm to get Ron fresh, dry clothes. As he returned about 2 minutes later, Ron had already taken his robes and shirt off. As Harry walked into the common room (Mind you, they are the only two people in the room seeing as everyone else is either in class, on lunch break, or if you're Hermione then most likely at the Library with your nose buried in a book and not even aware that your two best friends, the fact that they're both guys notwithstanding, are checking each other out and not even worried about whatever you're doing at the moment, even if you are slightly predictable in your actions……um ahem I forgot! On with the story.) he saw Ron. He just stood there, simply transfixed. As odd as it may seem, Harry has never seen Ron devoid of a shirt before and he wasn't sure as to react to what he saw. Ron had quite a lanky frame. Despite the fact that Mrs. Weasley always made quite hearty meals for her children he seemed quite skinny. He had a little muscle but he wasn't exactly the athletic kind of person. When Ron turned around to look at Harry, he turned blood red when he saw that Harry had seen him. " Uh……you must think I'm anorexic or something do you! Well I'm not I just have a high metabolism! Even my doctor says so ask him yourself! And could you PLEASE give me my clothes, Harry? Bloody hell…." "Uh yeah sure, sorry about that." Harry hastily replied. As Ron finished dressing Harry went to his room but before he left Ron noticed that Harry looked upset about something. He decided to follow him to ask what was wrong.
When he came in the room Harry was looking out of the large window in the dormitory that gave a clear view of the lake. He slowly went up to Harry and asked him what was wrong. "Nothing's wrong, I'm fine. But enough about me, you were the one that was sick. Do you feel better?" He looked at Ron at that last part and hastily looked back outside again. "Yeah I feel loads better. But Harry I….." He grabbed Harry on his shoulder and turned him around to face him. He wasn't crying but he looked visibly worried and…..scared? " Ron, there's something I need to tell you…….." Harry began and then shut up again. They just stared at each other and before Harry could begin what he had to say again Ron lunged at Harry and kissed him. " You don't have to say anything I already know" said Ron kindly. " I've felt this way too for the longest but I didn't know how to tell you" He looked down at his feet. "Ron.." Harry said quietly and tilted Ron' s head up to look at him and he kissed him again. Then they became silent. " Um, maybe we should look for Hermione we totally forgot her you know." Harry finally said. "Yeah good idea," Ron replied as they both went off to look for their favorite bookworm.
Disclaimer: I know I should have added this on the top but as millions of people have already told you I do NOT own these characters! And this is my first fanfic so go easy on me! I'll write more chapters too if I get enough reviews too ok? ) THX