A Second Chance

The next week wasn't any better than the last. If anything, it was a million times worse. Ron and Hermione took every opportunity to snog each other, but Ginny tried her best to make sure I didn't have to witness any of it.

Ron wouldn't bother to acknowledge my existence unless Hermione was around, and I tried to avoid being with the both of them if I could. If I ended up talking to Ron, it would only cause me to cry in front of him, and I've done enough crying lately.

Fred and George didn't disappoint and cornered me the second I was alone, which was only because Ginny was packing. We were finally going back to school tomorrow, and I couldn't wait to get out of this house.

"Harry, you know we've been a little worried about you." I tried my best not to break down and reveal all my secrets like I did with Ginny. It was bad enough knowing that she knew. "We're always here to help, just tell us what's up." I needed to tell them something, but the truth was out of the question, so I lied.

"It's just Sirius."

"Oh." Both of them had dumb looks on their face like they've just been confunded. I felt guilty I used Sirius to get out of having to answer their questions, but it was the only way that would prevent them from pushing the issue. The twins were not known for their supportive advice so I changed the subject before they made an attempt.

"So have you guys got anything new going on for your shop?" They began to get very excited, and not only from relief for the change of topic, but I wasn't paying attention to a word they said. Because at that very moment, Ron walked into the room without Hermione for once.

He leaned against the couch I was sitting on and hit me in the shoulder. He nodded his head in the direction of the stairs, suggesting I should follow him. I don't think the twins even noticed I left them but I walked up to the room Ron and I shared absolutely terrified of what might happen. The second the door was closed, Ron spoke.

"Listen. Can we just forget everything that happened last week?" More than anything I wanted to tell him I will never forget a single moment from last week, but I also still wanted to be Ron's friend.

"If that's what you want." I was miserable and I wasn't doing a very good job hiding it. I wanted him to know how he was making me feel.

"Merlin Harry, why do you have to be like that?" Ron asked in frustration.

"Like what exactly? Hurt? In love? Gay?"

"Yes! Why are you gay?" I couldn't believe him. I expected him to resent me for loving him. I wouldn't think different of him, but not for being gay. No, he should accept that.

"You think I want to be gay? You think I wanted to fall for my best friend who obviously wants nothing to do with me?" Harry half shouted back. He was angry, but he didn't want the whole house to hear him. "This isn't my ideal life."

"Well why did you have to say anything? Couldn't you just have kept it to yourself?" He was right. I should have kept it to myself. I was his best friend. I should of known he'd react this way. But still, I wasn't going to let him win this because he was being irrational.

"Sorry for hoping I could have a little happiness in my life."

"Did it make you any happier?"

"Maybe not, but at least I know who you really are now." With that answer, I jumped in my bed and turned away from him. Tears started dripping from my eyes. I couldn't wait till we went back to Hogwarts. At least then we'll have three other guys in the room with us, so this can't happen again.

"I'm sorry Harry." Ron whispered after a few minutes of silence, and I honestly couldn't believe it. "I mean, it's all kind of sudden, I'm not sure how to handle this. You're still my best mate, right?" I tried to catch my breath before I spoke so he couldn't tell I was crying.

"Yeah, always." My voice cracked, and I'm sure he caught it, but he didn't say anything. He left the room, but I just laid their until I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I began stirring in my bed until I heard a moaning coming from Ron's bed. I was terrified to turn around and find Ron and Hermione in bed together. I would not be able to handle that one bit.

"Harry?" Ron must have noticed I was awake.

"Yeah.." I said nervously. I didn't want to turn around, in fear of what I might find when I did.

"Why don't you come here?" He said in the same seductive voice he used on me last week. I didn't know how to react. It was obvious he wasn't with Hermione now, and I wanted so bad to go over there and hop into bed with him, but I didn't want to go a week without talking to him again.

I couldn't help myself. I sat up and looked over at him. He was laying on his bed completely nude, propped up by pillows. The sight was enough to make my cock twitch. He was stroking himself and biting his bottom lip with his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

"C'mon Harry, get over here already." I just sat there, using every shed of willpower I had to not go to him and grab that thick cock. "I'll return the favor this time."

That was all it took. My cock was throbbing; I couldn't control myself. I got up and walked over to his bed and he hissed, "Strip."

I pulled my shirt over my head, and Ron began to stroke faster. I slipped my thumbs into my pajama bottoms and pulled it so my hip bone and my pubic hair peeked out. I slowly pulled them lower until my erection popped out and stood tall. I dropped my pants and stepped out of them. I walked closer to Ron and he let go of his cock and grabbed mine. He started stroking really fast, lubing me up with my pre-cum. His other hand started to explore my body and suddenly I felt two fingers dip inside me. It was a little uncomfortable, but it still turned me on.

"Lay down on your stomach," he whispered through his own moans. I did as he said, and I knew what was going to happen. I was scared, but I was too excited to let it show. I was going to lose my virginity to Ron. I wondered if Ron was losing his virginity too, but I let that thought escape my mind, because it would only hurt me knowing that he and Hermione have had sex.

Ron removed his fingers for a minute and then stuck them back in, but this time they were covered in lube. I had to put all my energy trying to hold back my release. He removed his fingers. The next thing I knew he thrusted into me hard. I yelped, loudly, but then realized where we were and shoved my face into the pillow.

"Shut the fuck up," he was angry for me yelling, but it didn't stop him from thrusting harder causing more yells from my mouth. I was screaming into the pillow. It was painful, very much so, but felt amazing at the same time. He gripped hard onto my hips and I couldn't take it anymore. I came. Ron leaned forward, grabbed my hair, and whispered into my ear.

"I want to come on your face." He pulled out of me and I flipped over. He hopped on the bed and straddled my chest he was stroking his cock and then he came. I closed my eyes, as the warm liquid covered my face,

"Shit," I looked at Ron and noticed he heard it too. Someone was running up the stairs and we both rushed to get dressed. I got my pants on and was about to slip on my shirt but realized I should probably clean my face with it instead. Having come cover my face may just be a little suspicious. The next thing I knew Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione were bursting through the door.

"Good, you're awake." Ginny said out of breath. I grabbed another shirt off the floor, which happened to be the shirt I was wearing yesterday, and slipped it over my head.

"Mum found our new experiment -" Both of the twins said, slightly out of breath.

"- and let's just say it's not a good idea to give someone with her temper something that, well -" Fred began.

"- makes her head even bigger." George finished with a shaky laugh.

"Well don't get her to come up here," Ron said in fear, and he threw his pillow at his brothers as they laughed, and slipped out the door. Unfortunately, Hermione and Ginny stayed behind.

"You guys better pack soon, it's already 9:00. You don't want to miss the train." Hermione gave her very best Mrs. Weasley stance, and Ron rolled his eyes at her. I knew that shouldn't have made me happy, but it did. I realized I had a big stupid grin on my face when Ginny looked at me with one eyebrow up. I gave her a look begging her to get out.

"Let's go Hermione, and let them pack." They walked out of the room and once we were sure they couldn't hear us anymore, Ron looked at me, and I was so afraid of what he was going to say.

"Now that was close." He looked up at me and smiled. Relief swept through my body. This wasn't going to be the same as last time.

"Yeah," was all I could say. I couldn't stop smiling even if I tried. I was content.

TBC