Hello people. This is my first attempt at a fiction, so please read/review.

WARNING:
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"So this is it? It's really over?",

"I'm sorry I wasted your time, I just didn't know what to do.", Harry said as he looked down, avoiding the gaze of his former lover.

"I still love you."

"I love you too, but only as a friend. I'm sorry I put you through all this, but I didn't want to admit to myself that you weren't what I wanted. My entire life I have been forced into this role of who I should be…I'm tired of it…I want to be me"

Harry and Hermione had been secretly going out for some time now, ever since Harry had caught himself checking out a certain male member of Slytherin. Since then, he had asked Hermione out, trying his best to convince himself that he was straight. For a year, he had been lying to himself and he just couldn't take it anymore, it was tearing him apart inside. When he chose to tell Hermione, he didn't think she would be as understanding as she had been. He was just starting to understand just how far friendship goes. He had admitted it to Hermione, and himself...He was gay.

"I understand…I think", Hermione replied, lifting Harry's face to look him in the eyes. "You're going to make some guy very happy."

Harry smiled and pulled her into a hug. "Thank You, I didn't think I could ever tell anyone."

"Don't ever be afraid to tell me anything. I will always be here for you. No matter what."

"I should get to bed."

"We both should, it is already one o'clock in the morning." Hermione said as she let out a small laugh and starting walking to the girls' dorm.

They had been talking for almost three hours now, and the late night was starting to take toll on both of them.

"Herm?"

"Yes?"

"Thank You."

"No need to thank me, just get some sleep.", she replied as she continued her walk up the stairs.

Harry stood up and took a look around the room. It was hard to believe that it had been so long ago that he first stepped into the Gryffindor common room. He could have sworn it was much bigger then. He picked up the Blanket that he had been using to stay warm, and started walking up the stairs, quietly opening to door where the rest of his class was sound asleep"

He tip-toed to his bed, making sure not to wake anyone. He laid down, and realized how free he felt. For the first time in his entire life, he felt like himself. He was gay, and he would be damned if he was going to let that scare him ever again.

TO BE CONTINUED...