Chapter 2
By lunch time the whole school was buzzing with news of Harry's confession. At the Griffindor table Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and the twins; Fred and George were sat discussing the events of the potions class.
"So do you think he really is gay, or do you think that it was just a random thing?" asked Ron.
"No, he's gay Ron. I heard that he was seeing Finch-Fletchley a while back" said Neville.
"That is just so wrong on so many levels ugh!" said Ron grimacing
"Oh Ron don't be stupid its Harry's life let him get on with it" said Hermione
"But 'moine he's the boy who lived! Saviour of the wizarding world! He's not supposed to be gay!" retorted Ron
"Hermione's right Ron, its Harry's life let him live it as he wants" said George
"Yeah Ron it's not like you can choose who you fall in love with" said Fred
"I can't believe that you actually think that sort of thing is all right! It's sick it... it... it's unnatural!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ron, keep it up and you'll start sounding like Malfoy! Harry needs your support right now and you're acting like a prat!" spat Ginny
Hermione had gone very silent and was slowly turning pink when Ron rounded on her;
"Well aren't you going to stick in your two sickles worth? Make poor little Ron out to be the one in the wrong" Hermione blinked back tears as they threatened to fall. Ron jumped to his feet and yelled "HARRY FRIGGIN' POTTTER IS A BLOODY HOMOSEXUAL GIT AND YOUR ALL SAT AROUND HERE ACTING AS THOUGH HE'S JUST HAD ANOTHER ACCIDENT ON THE QUIDITCH PITCH! WELL I'M SORRY BUT IT'S JUST WRONG!" not caring that he was getting stared at by the whole school.
George Weasely stood and faced his younger brother. His face as red as his hair "I think you ought to apologise to Hermione" he said.
"Well, I sodding well don't think I should apologise to any one! I think that it's dirty and all people like him should be executed!" said Ron levelling a glare at his older brother.
George carried on like he hadn't heard his brother. He pointing at the doors to the great hall, "I also think that you need to apologise to Harry before things get ugly"
And sure enough there stood Harry, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan on either side stopping Harry from bolting out of the hall. But instead Harry calmly walked over, put his hands on either side of Ron's face and kissed him full on the lips. After running his tongue over Ron's lips he stood back slightly and smiled leaning in again to whisper just loud enough for Ron to hear.
"You can thank your dear brother Percy for teaching me to kiss like that" he said, before turning and stalking out of the room; robes billowing in a very Snape like manner.
All eyes in the hall were on Ron to see how he would react. He stood dazed for a couple of minuets before leaving the hall at a run. By the time Ron reached the entrance hall Harry was already halfway up the marble staircase. Ron ran up behind Harry and shouted; "Hey Potter!" just as Harry turned Ron's fist collided with his nose. "You fucking sick bastard!" yelled Ron, "What the fucking hell is wrong with you". "What's wrong with me?" Harry yelled back holding his nose, "You're the one with the fucking problem!"
"You're the sodding boy who lived! You can't be gay!" yelled Ron, "I don't have a problem. It's you!"
"I don't have the problem, it's the rest of the world!" yelled Harry, "I'm famous because my parents died! I'm here because of them, there's nothing special about me! I lived because my mum died; I didn't ask for this so back off and let me live how I want to live!" Harry yelled again and turned to go up the rest of the stairs. But Ron ran up in front of Harry.
"What do you mean you're famous because your parents died? You defeated you- know-who" said Ron
"No I didn't Ron, he came back a few months ago remember the fucking tri- wizard tournament he used my blood to resurrect which means that if he was to walk through those doors right now and say those two little words we'd both be dead! For fuck's sake Ron, we've been friends since the first year! You're just going to give it all up because I like guys? Look at Percy, he's not as straight as he would have you believe!" just as these last few words left Harry's mouth, Ron punched Harry in the nose again the world seamed to slow down at that point when Harry stumbled back and lost his footing. The last thing Harry said before tumbling down was "Ron, help me!"
When Ron snapped out of it Harry was led at the foot of the stairs surrounded by a pool of blood. The small crowd that had gathered by the doors of the great hall were all staring in horror. Ron descended the stairs and knelt next to Harry and rolled him on to his back. "Harry? Harry talk to me" said Ron in a small voice "Oh Harry please don't be dead! I didn't mean it Harry! Wake up!"
Out the corner of his eye Ron saw teachers approach. When he looked up Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape were stood in front of him. Snape bent down to feel for a pulse, "is he alright Severus" asked Albus. "Yes, he's alive if that's what you mean headmaster" said Snape trying but not succeeding in keeping his relief out of his voice. Ron lowered his eyes and muttered "Just expel me now. I deserve nothing less". McGonagall looked as though she was going to say something but Snape spoke up first. "Never have I heard a truer statement mister Weasely, however I feel that the headmaster will have other plans for you" with that Snape bent down picked up Harry and took off at a fast pace to the hospital wing.
"I think we should talk in my office, don't you think so mister Weasely?" said the headmaster "yes professor" replied Ron. "Minerva, could you go to the infirmary and report back to me when you know young Harry's condition" Dumbledore instructed. "Yes certainly headmaster" said professor McGonagall turning and walking off to the hospital wing. Albus pulled out his wand pointed it at the floor and used a cleaning spell to clean up the blood on the floor. "Follow me mister Weasely" he said after the mess disappeared.
Hi I thought I would end this here before it got to bad I was running out of ideas by this time its march 15th 2004 and I have no AOL we got a virus :,(
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By lunch time the whole school was buzzing with news of Harry's confession. At the Griffindor table Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and the twins; Fred and George were sat discussing the events of the potions class.
"So do you think he really is gay, or do you think that it was just a random thing?" asked Ron.
"No, he's gay Ron. I heard that he was seeing Finch-Fletchley a while back" said Neville.
"That is just so wrong on so many levels ugh!" said Ron grimacing
"Oh Ron don't be stupid its Harry's life let him get on with it" said Hermione
"But 'moine he's the boy who lived! Saviour of the wizarding world! He's not supposed to be gay!" retorted Ron
"Hermione's right Ron, its Harry's life let him live it as he wants" said George
"Yeah Ron it's not like you can choose who you fall in love with" said Fred
"I can't believe that you actually think that sort of thing is all right! It's sick it... it... it's unnatural!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ron, keep it up and you'll start sounding like Malfoy! Harry needs your support right now and you're acting like a prat!" spat Ginny
Hermione had gone very silent and was slowly turning pink when Ron rounded on her;
"Well aren't you going to stick in your two sickles worth? Make poor little Ron out to be the one in the wrong" Hermione blinked back tears as they threatened to fall. Ron jumped to his feet and yelled "HARRY FRIGGIN' POTTTER IS A BLOODY HOMOSEXUAL GIT AND YOUR ALL SAT AROUND HERE ACTING AS THOUGH HE'S JUST HAD ANOTHER ACCIDENT ON THE QUIDITCH PITCH! WELL I'M SORRY BUT IT'S JUST WRONG!" not caring that he was getting stared at by the whole school.
George Weasely stood and faced his younger brother. His face as red as his hair "I think you ought to apologise to Hermione" he said.
"Well, I sodding well don't think I should apologise to any one! I think that it's dirty and all people like him should be executed!" said Ron levelling a glare at his older brother.
George carried on like he hadn't heard his brother. He pointing at the doors to the great hall, "I also think that you need to apologise to Harry before things get ugly"
And sure enough there stood Harry, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan on either side stopping Harry from bolting out of the hall. But instead Harry calmly walked over, put his hands on either side of Ron's face and kissed him full on the lips. After running his tongue over Ron's lips he stood back slightly and smiled leaning in again to whisper just loud enough for Ron to hear.
"You can thank your dear brother Percy for teaching me to kiss like that" he said, before turning and stalking out of the room; robes billowing in a very Snape like manner.
All eyes in the hall were on Ron to see how he would react. He stood dazed for a couple of minuets before leaving the hall at a run. By the time Ron reached the entrance hall Harry was already halfway up the marble staircase. Ron ran up behind Harry and shouted; "Hey Potter!" just as Harry turned Ron's fist collided with his nose. "You fucking sick bastard!" yelled Ron, "What the fucking hell is wrong with you". "What's wrong with me?" Harry yelled back holding his nose, "You're the one with the fucking problem!"
"You're the sodding boy who lived! You can't be gay!" yelled Ron, "I don't have a problem. It's you!"
"I don't have the problem, it's the rest of the world!" yelled Harry, "I'm famous because my parents died! I'm here because of them, there's nothing special about me! I lived because my mum died; I didn't ask for this so back off and let me live how I want to live!" Harry yelled again and turned to go up the rest of the stairs. But Ron ran up in front of Harry.
"What do you mean you're famous because your parents died? You defeated you- know-who" said Ron
"No I didn't Ron, he came back a few months ago remember the fucking tri- wizard tournament he used my blood to resurrect which means that if he was to walk through those doors right now and say those two little words we'd both be dead! For fuck's sake Ron, we've been friends since the first year! You're just going to give it all up because I like guys? Look at Percy, he's not as straight as he would have you believe!" just as these last few words left Harry's mouth, Ron punched Harry in the nose again the world seamed to slow down at that point when Harry stumbled back and lost his footing. The last thing Harry said before tumbling down was "Ron, help me!"
When Ron snapped out of it Harry was led at the foot of the stairs surrounded by a pool of blood. The small crowd that had gathered by the doors of the great hall were all staring in horror. Ron descended the stairs and knelt next to Harry and rolled him on to his back. "Harry? Harry talk to me" said Ron in a small voice "Oh Harry please don't be dead! I didn't mean it Harry! Wake up!"
Out the corner of his eye Ron saw teachers approach. When he looked up Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape were stood in front of him. Snape bent down to feel for a pulse, "is he alright Severus" asked Albus. "Yes, he's alive if that's what you mean headmaster" said Snape trying but not succeeding in keeping his relief out of his voice. Ron lowered his eyes and muttered "Just expel me now. I deserve nothing less". McGonagall looked as though she was going to say something but Snape spoke up first. "Never have I heard a truer statement mister Weasely, however I feel that the headmaster will have other plans for you" with that Snape bent down picked up Harry and took off at a fast pace to the hospital wing.
"I think we should talk in my office, don't you think so mister Weasely?" said the headmaster "yes professor" replied Ron. "Minerva, could you go to the infirmary and report back to me when you know young Harry's condition" Dumbledore instructed. "Yes certainly headmaster" said professor McGonagall turning and walking off to the hospital wing. Albus pulled out his wand pointed it at the floor and used a cleaning spell to clean up the blood on the floor. "Follow me mister Weasely" he said after the mess disappeared.
Hi I thought I would end this here before it got to bad I was running out of ideas by this time its march 15th 2004 and I have no AOL we got a virus :,(
Coming up: more singing and maybe some dancing. See you!