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Harry stood, frozen.

"You can't love me," he said. "I'm straight."

"I know." Ron said, wanting to take Harry's baffled hand into his own but stopped himself in fear of creeping him out. "But it's true. And I had to tell you."

Harry just didn't understand. Didn't Ron know he was going out with someone, nonetheless a girl who just happens to be his sister? He couldn't take this right now. Ron couldn't be in love with him. He just couldn't.

Then he realized he was speaking aloud.

"Is that what you think?" Ron questioned, exasperated. "That this is easy for me? That I don't know how much Ginny would hate me even IF we went out? Watching you kiss my sister everyday tortures me inside." Ron paused as Harry flicked some hair out of his face. "Sometimes. I wish I was the ginger in your arms."

No words passed Harry's lips. All he was capable of was breathing. He was absolutely motionless.

The few days that followed were miserable. Harry had moved out of their dorm and into Fred and George's. They questioned the change but didn't pester; you could tell by the look on Harry's face he wasn't in the mood. In all the classes that Ron and Harry shared, they used to sit together, where as now Harry had begun to sit in the back-corner seat, alone, occasionally speaking to his neighbor.

This is not how Ron had wanted it to go at all. But then again, what did he expect? What other outcome of telling your sixth year-best friend that you're gay and in love with him are there?

Best-friend. That was a term that could be used loosely. 'Wasn't a "Best friend" supposed to be a person who was there for you no matter what trouble or problems you got in?' Thought Ron. 'Weren't they supposed to accept you for who you are?' At least, that's what it said in his muggle dictionary. Maybe different rules applied in the Wizarding World.

The next day, Ron was set to confront Harry. Ron had spent all last night wondering what he could have done wrong, and he could find nothing other than telling Harry that Unspeakable Secret. 'Shouldn't we at least talk about it?' he figured.

He saw Harry making his way down to the corridor. Ron called him over. "Harry!"

Harry picked up his pace, looking down at his shoes. "Harry, can we at least talk about this? Harry." Ron grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. He looked deep into his friend's electrifying green eyes. "Talk to me," he struggled, through a massive wave of fantasy.

"In here." Harry replied, taking him into a vacant classroom.

"Look, Harry can we talk face to face, no interruptions?" Harry crossed his arms. Ready to listen to what Ron had to say.

"Harry this wasn't suppose to happen... I thought that you would take it better... I wanted US to be together..." Ron looked on the floor waiting for an answer.

" Ron what did you except me to say... I mean look I'm snogging your sister in the open hallway, you see it... I'm not gay... I like Ginny..." Ron pointed a finger at Harry.

"But you don't love her... I want Ginny to be happy; she's my sister... But I want to be happy to," Harry walked towards the door.

" Ron... I-I can't talk about this anymore..." Ron was getting angry; he grabbed Harry's shoulder and wanted for response.

" Harry I thought we were friends, we can talk about anything..." Still no response.

" Please talk to me... Harry Please..." No answer.

" Fine I guess this friendship is..." Ron was silenced by a kiss.

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