Authors Note: Sorry it took me sooooo long to update – I can never get anything finished! Also I'm sorry that this chapter is so crap…I once fancied myself as a writer, but seeing all the wonderful work on FanFic has made me see what an ammature I really am! Hopefully if I keep on practising I can get better…so constructive criticism is welcomed with open arms ^_^ Oh and if you want to email me, please use the address m.c.clegg@blueyonder.co.uk Thanx and please R&R! .::Skye::.
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Harry stared after Ron, wondering what he'd done wrong. Maybe Ron really was just tired, but it didn't seem that way to Harry. Something was going on. Or maybe he was just trying to make himself believe that something was going on when it wasn't. After all, he always seemed to try and make himself believe that the object of his affections felt something back. Wait a minute – Ron was NOT the object of his affections. I mean, if you think about someone 24/7, have interesting dreams and fantasies about them, and your life basically revolves around them doesn't mean you have a crush on them, does it? Harry sighed. This inner argument seemed to have been going on for years. Well, at least a month or two.
Sighing he tried to ignore the tingling sensation caused by Ron's knee brushing against his. Why did he have to feel this way? Wait a minute, he didn't feel anything! He had a crush on Cho, no one else. Cho with her pretty eyes and smile. Cho with her long eyelashes and full lips. Cho with her strong, muscled arms and flaming red hair…Flaming red hair? Who was he kidding? He had a crush on his best friend, more importantly his best GUY friend. He knew it wasn't right, but he just couldn't help himself. It wasn't his fault that Ron was so attractive! Ok, so he admitted it. He was attracted to another guy. Which made him…gay. This was the first time he had admitted it, even to himself and, to his surprise, he felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled to himself – that wasn't so hard! Then the smile faded.
What would his friends think if they knew? What would the wizarding world in general think? He didn't know, but he hoped it wasn't how the muggles he knew reacted.
'Mum, mum, you'll never guess what happened today!' Dudley yelled as he slammed the front door open.
'What happened my darling?' asked Aunt Petunia, hurridly taking Dudley's coat and hat, and handing him his after-school sweets.
'Adrien Dougherty kissed Adam Pompersly! It was SO disgusting! They were right in front of me.'
'Oh my poor Duddy darling having to witness that! How disgustingly unnatural. I'm going to have to complain to the school – those two freaks should be expelled!'
Harry hoped people wouldn't react like his foster family had. He suddenly felt a desperate urge to tell someone, find out what they thought. He didn't want to go on living in fear, not knowing how people would react if they found out. A thought suddenly occurred to him – Malfoy would have a field day of this got out. He could just imagine the sort of comments he would come up with 'Oh look, it's the Mudblood, the Weasley, and the FAGGOT!' Shaking his head, Harry stood up. He knew who he could trust with his secret, who would give him a straight and honest opinion. Hermione.
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.::Skye::.
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