Authors note: All of these characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am just borrowing them for my enjoyment.

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Harry sat outside the Dursleys house at number four, thinking about Hogwarts, and.other things. He has recently come to the conclusion with himself. He thought for a long time that he may not be normal. He was scared for what may come.

Harry sighed.

He was thinking of Ron. ALL summer he has been. He dreaded what would happen if Ron found out.

See, he wasn't thinking of Ron because he missed him. He was thinking of him cause just the thought of that red hair and cute freckles made him yearn to have him in his arms.

How is he going to continue a friendly relationship with him, when he knew, in the back of his mind, that he secretly had a CRUSH on Ron.

Yes, all these years, and he finally admitted it to himself. He loved Ron. So much, that he dreamt last night that Ron and him were in the same bed.

Harry sighed.

"Where is that stupid boy!" Uncle Vernon cried.

Harry stood up and walked to the front door to go inside, but before he turned the handle Aunt Petunia opened the door wide.

"Here's the little brat" She called in a wicked way, and she grabbed Harry buy the ear, forcing him inside, then throwing him down in a chair in the kitchen.

"Sit" She yelled, and Harry almost said "I'm already sitting" but thought better not too. He knew he was probably in trouble again. But what for now.

Uncle Vernon huffed and then pulled back the chair near across from Harry's and sat down angrily. Aunt Petunia sat in the chair next to him.

She began to speak.

"There's someone coming to take you away" She huffed, and then left, and Uncle Vernon followed her.

"Take me away" he thought."who"."when-wha-"

BEEP BEEP!!!

He heard the familiar honking outside, and the door came open.

It was Ron.

"Hey chap, figured you wanted to come to my place, ey?"

"Would I ever" said Harry, a smile spreading across his face, just the thought of being in the same house as Ron made him happy.

"Come on, where's your stuff?"

"Upstairs" said Harry

They went upstairs and packed Harry's stuff in his trunk. It took awhile to do, since they weren't aloud to use magic. They heaved the trunk down the stairs, especially since Harry was only using one hand, cause his other was occupied, carrying Hedwig's cage.

They put the trunk in the car, and closed the lid, and Harry and Ron opened the door to the back seat of the car.

Ron twiddled his thumbs.

"so" he said

"so what" said Harry

"so.eh.um.How was your summer?" he said, clearly trying to change the subject.

"fine, yours?" Harry was getting the idea that Ron was hiding something from him.

"great.just great. I did a lot of thinking." Ron's head was turned away from Harry, and Harry wanted to know what Ron wanted to tell him.

"me too" Harry said quickly, he stared at the back of Ron's head. "Ron is so beautiful" he thought.

Ron turned around, and Harry, who didn't relize he was staring at Ron, didn't bother to look away.

Their eyes met.

Harry knew, and he knew that Ron knew. But he wasn't certain.

Harry blushed, and so did Ron.

They didn't speak the rest of the ride to the Burrow.

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Hope ya like.ill update more when I'm bored again ( hee