A.N: I am reposting Dirty Little Secret a series of oneshots from my old account Miss Danielle Darcy.

I want to go blind so I don't have to see them together.

Ronald Weasley was slumped against a giant oak tree near the Black Lake. It seemed that every Hogwarts student was outside that day. The weekend had finally arrived and the sun was shining beautifully. Most everyone had decided to take a day off from exam cramming and just enjoy the sun, even if it was only for a little while. Ron's arms were tightly folded against his chest and his face contorted into a dark scowl. His sister Ginerva lay next to him, out of the shadow of the tree, her sunglasses perched on her nose but she paid no attention to him. He'd been like that for weeks now. He huffed and sneered as he watched his best friend Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived from across the lake. He lay on the grass with his girlfriend resting comfortably on his chest. The girlfriend in question, Hermione Granger, happened to be Ron's other best friend. Not that he'd seen much of them as of late. In fact since they had gotten together almost a year before, Ron hadn't spent much time with them.

Like everyone else they wanted to enjoy then sun and have some time together. They just wanted to enjoy each other's company before more exam preparation was necessary. Ron however wanted to go blind so he didn't have to see them together. He knew he should be happy for them, but seeing them so in love made him feel nauseous. In the beginning, sure it had hurt like hell but at least they were still as close as ever. Then the couple had started going off more and more by themselves and leaving Ron behind. Now he was sure they'd forgotten who he even was, or the fact they had ever been friends.

Ron was in inexplicably jealous of Hermione. He'd thought at the beginning that his anger towards Harry was because he was dating Hermione. Nowadays he wasn't so sure. His jealousy towards Hermione could only mean one thing right ? That he, Ronald Bilius Weasley, fancied his best friend Harry Potter. Which also meant that Ron was gay, or at least gay for Harry. It was an unsettling thought. He'd been brought of with images of a wife and little kids running around the Burrow when the family visited for Sunday lunch. Every time he looked at the Boy Wonder, his palms sweated and his heart pumped faster. He loved everything about Harry. His unruly black hair, his bright green eyes even the way his glasses would never stay straight on his nose. He loved Harry's slight but powerful frame, loved the strength in his quidditch seeker hands.

Ginny heard a familiar love-sick sigh and almost wanted to sigh herself. To a point she could empathise with her brother. She'd had a major crush on Harry and was devastated when she found out about the relationship, for all of about an hour when she realised that she was being stupid. She had happily been going out with Dean Thomas ever since.

She knew though it was so much harder for Ron. Being so unsure of himself and seemingly losing two of his best friends in one go. Yet he did nothing about it, he couldn't do anything about his feelings for Harry. Harry wasn't interested in blokes for one and secondly was very much in love with Hermione, but he could attempt to talk to them both and get his best friends back. He needed to spend time with someone other than his sister. Not that she didn't love him.

Ron however couldn't let it go. He wasn't sure he could stomach the both of them together up close. It killed him from a distance, up close he feared what would happen. He was also sure that trying to push past his feelings for Harry and just trying to get his friends back, would in the end poison his friendship. So perhaps he just ought to fade out of the picture and let the Golden Trio become the Golden Duo. Everyone had started calling them that anyway. Perhaps he should seek friendship in Neville, Dean and Seamus.

But first we wanted to... in a way grieve. Grieve for what was lost and what would never be. Then he would brush himself off and limp into the friendship of others. Would let them be together and let himself heal. Yes that was the best course of action. He dabbed at his eyes furiously with the back of his shirt sleeve, muttering about allergies for Ginny's sake. He'd cry later with his head under the pillow, the curtains of his four-poster bed around him and the middle of the night to shield himself.

The Golden couple were blissfully unaware of the turmoil they were putting their red-haired friend through. Sure he seemed a little distant while they had been together but sometimes Ron could be. They were too wrapped up in each other to notice the subtle differences in Ron.

"Do you think we should tell them all soon?"

"You can tell them about the engagement whenever you want. We need to tell Ron first though. I'm sure he'll be happy for us" Harry grinned at his girlfriend and Hermione squealed with delight.

"Oh, I hope he'll be your best man and I hope Ginny will be my maid of honour" They both smiled and met for a deep and love filled kiss. Life for both of them was amazing. They were floating on pink cotton candy clouds in the sky. Ron was sitting below with a dark cloud hovering over him. The rain pouring and he could only watch his best friends happiness.

Poor Ron. There was no way that while he was still grieving for love lost and never been, that he would refuse his two friends. He would stand at their wedding but in the end be worse off for it. At least he had Ginny and the rest of his family. Without them Merlin knows what he'd do.

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