Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. And no, he's not really stoned.
Author's Note: Hope you like this one… it's a little abnormal, I know. But please read and review anyway!

Chapter o1 – The True Feelings of Harry Potter

It was about 2 in the morning, and Harry couldn't sleep. Everyone else was fast asleep except him. His eyes shifted around the room and Ron caught his eyes. He kept staring at Ron and he had a feeling that wasn't quite right. (At first he thought he had a hemorrhoid, but when he checked up his ass that wasn't it.) In Hogwarts, there was going to be a dance. Harry wanted to ask Hermione to the big dance. But, he couldn't help but feel a different kind of emotion in himself that's telling him not to—his feelings for Ron. He wasn't sure what the feeling was, but whenever he looked at Ron, he had a tingly feeling inside of him. So he didn't know what to do. Am I really gay?? Or is this just a phase?? he thought to himself. He got so conflicted he turned to drugs as the answer to his problems.

A week later when he was busy sniffing crack, the headmaster Dumbledore caught him. At first he got extremely mad at Harry, but when his anger cooled off, he told Harry to explain why he was acting so strangely. Harry thought to himself should I tell him what I'm feeling? Or would I get in trouble? After pondering to himself a while, he finally decided to tell the headmaster.

"I'm terribly sorry Professor Dumbledore. Please forgive my sinful act"

"It's alright Harry, but would you please explain to me why you are acting this way? You haven't been yourself lately…"

"I confess Professor, that I have been taking drugs for the following reason: you know the big dance on Friday?" he asked.

"Yes…."

"Well, I don't know who I should take. I was thinking of taking Hermione, but I also wanted to take Ron….except I'm not sure how he feels about me."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled in astonishment and amusement of the famous, Harry Potter's actions and feelings. Harry bit his lower lip in anxiousness and confusion.

"Harry, I cannot say that I will be able to help you out in this situation, unfortunately. But I will say it is wise to follow your heart. And don't let anyone interfere with them. 

Harry thought about this to himself for awhile in his room. Finally, at dinnertime he sat next to Ron. He nervously twiddled his thumbs, because he was finally going to tell Ron his true feelings.