A/N: OMG Prom was wonderful! And I think I'm developing a crush on this boy I danced with most of the night. I didn't even mean to. It only started when somebody asked me if i did. Well, prom was a blast but by the end of the night the bottoms of my dress was torn and ripped. Ah well, I got it for free. Anyway, those who decided to stick around after finding out Ron was gay, enjoy chapter 5. I might make this post before Sunday (when I leave for camp). The current date is um...Sunday June 20th 12:13AM. I have a bad habit of writing in the middle of the night. Anywayz:

Disclaimer: Do you really have to ask? Plot mine, background and characters J.K.Rowling's. Andrew is mine, unfortunately.

All Is Fair in Love and War

Chapter 5: Love, Lust, and...Chocolate Pudding?? An eerie silence followed Ron's exasperated outburst. Even the ceased chattering downstairs indicated the the whole lot had been informed of Ron's sexual preference. He noticed the silence.

I-I suppose they've all hear me, Ron said a bit glumly.

Are you serious? Harry said incredulously, ignoring Ron's last comment. You are really...gay? Ron replied, shuffling his feet.

Hermione said. That's wonderful but...why didn't you tell us?I was scared, Hermione. Scared of losing my friends, mainly the guys. I was afraid that Harry wouldn't want to be around me let alone talk to me once he found out his best friend was a faggot, Ron ended darkly looking down.

Hermione gasped.

Ron! You are absolutely not a faggot! You chose a different option from the rest and that's what makes you you! she said.

And you know I could never just stop talking to you because you fancy blokes Harry added. We've been through too much to just end the best friendship in the world!

Ron gave them a wry smile.

Thanks guys.Any bloody time, Harry said. But please do go to Hermione for guy problems.

Ron grinned wider in gratitude for his friend's acceptance. They made their way off the roof and down into the living room where everyone's head instantly turned to face Ron with wide eyes. Ron's face blushed a deep crimson as he again started shuffling his feet. Mrs. Weasley was the first of the lot to make any movement. She got up slowly and enveloped Ron in a bone-crushing hug.

Oh, Ronald! Why haven't you told us? Or me for that matter? she said.

Ron's face turned even redder but Harry wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or from lack of oxygen.

I'd tell you if I could breathe, Mum! Ron said in a strangled cry.

Sorry, dear, she said as she released him from her vice grip.

Well for starters I told Ginny the beginning of last year.

Every head now turned towards Ginny.

She said defensively. I promised to keep it a secret! I've nearly never broken a promise to Ron! said Fred, amused. I wonder what–That could be about, George finished.

Never you mind, Ginny snapped back.

Oooooh, feisty, hissed George. Hey, Ron! Who've you been writing letters to all summer?

Ron's face, if possible, got redder.

A friend!That's enough! Mr. Weasley said hoarsely, coming out of his silence. It's 11:00. It's time for everyone to go to bed. Harry, I understand you are to spend tonight at Hermione's?Yes, Mr. Weasley.

Ron turned towards Harry with an inquisitive look about his face. Harry shrugged apologetically and followed Mr. and Mrs. Granger out the door, Hermione bringing up the rear.

Bye, Ron, Harry and Hermione called over their shoulder. See you tomorrow.

Once in the car, Harry noticed it was 10:00PM and he was growing tired. Hermione was already beginning to doze off on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered into her ear.

Long day, he said as more of a statement than a question.

Hermione nodded sleepily in agreement. Then she leaned up and whispered back,

Maybe I can make your night more relaxing...midnight.

But Hermione seemed to have already fallen asleep. Whether she was pretending or not. The fact was, she wasn't talking or letting Harry on the least bit of what was to happen at midnight.

One more clue, said Harry.

Hermione grinned and sighed contentedly against Harry's arm.

she whispered finally.

Realization finally started to dawn on Harry. She wanted to meet him in that special room at midnight. But there's no way she wants to...no it's not possible she's thinking about...' thought Harry. He pushed the thought out of his mind. She wouldn't want to, we just started going out. It would be rushing it.'

Hermione –, Harry started but stopped dead when Hermione leaned up and landed her lips on his neck.

Any coherent thoughts were pushed out of his head as Hermione gently nibbled the sensitive skin right below his jaw. Harry loudly coughed to cover up any loud breathing he might have been doing. Hermione pulled away to his relief and dissatisfaction.
Finally, the car pulled into the Granger's driveway and everyone got out of the car. Once inside the house Harry and Hermione began to climb the stairs.

Guys, don't forget to brush your teeth! Mrs. Granger called up to them.

We won't, the chorused.

Once at the top of the stairs they began to walk towards the bathroom. Harry closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around Hermione's middle and hugged her close. Harry pushed his hips forward and felt himself harden against her. Hermione gasped and said,

Mr. Potter! We have to stop meeting like this!

Harry groaned and captured her earlobe between his teeth.

Hermione said in wonderment. (A/N: Just think of that Liquid Ice commercial with Jessica and Ashlee Simpson heehee. Btw: the current date is Thursday September 9th, 2004. I kinda forgot about the story for a while. Just to update, I now go out with my crush from prom, isn't it great? The A/N at the top just seems a bit out of place for this time of the year.)

Harry pushed Hermione on the wall so her palms were against it. He grinded himself into her arse (hee hee: arse... i usually would say ass but, what the hey.). He brought his lips to her neck and she squeaked and sighed. Hermione's eyes brushed over her watch. It read 11:30PM. She shimmied out from under him causing him to gasp.

Harry started until she shoved her watch under his nose.

Not until midnight, was her reply.

Harry groaned in frustration as she skipped into the bathroom. Hermione stood in front of the sink and brushed her teeth and watched in amusement as Harry tried to shoot evil glares her way with a mouth full of foam.

You're an evil, evil woman, Hermione, he said but he had a little smirk.

Goodnight, Harry, Hermione said as she walked out, not hesitating to turn off the light as she closed the door, leaving Harry in the dark (both physically and figuratively).

Hermione lay awake in bed smiling to herself, unable to catch a quick nap for she was too excited to even close her eyes. Are Harry and I really going to do... what I think we're going to do? She thought. Just shut up and let whatever happens happen. Just then her watched beeped, signaling the twelve o' clock hour and she got up and quietly slipped out of her bedroom.

Harry twiddled the bedsheets as his mind, while blissfully blank, was nervously buzzing with uncertainties and what-ifs. Well... what ever happens will happen. It's not like anything is going to completely change our lives forever. he thought. Ah, but what if it does, Harry? Buzz off, brain. Suddenly, Harry saw a rather female-shaped shadow pass in the dim hallway. As quietly as Hermione, he tip-toed out of the room.

Silently, hand in hand, Harry and Hermione walked through to the back of the library. They stood in front of the portrait, shared a brief glance, and smiled. Then Harry stepped forward, held the portrait's frame open, and let Hermione climb in first. Then he took one last look around, climbed in after her, and shut the portrait closed.

Little did they know, someone was lurking behind a bookcase. Two someone's I should say. Two someone's they knew very well.

We have to stop them! a female's voice whispered urgently.

The two figures crept into the darkness. One slowly opened the portrait and warm candlelight spilled from inside. The other raised its wand...

This chapter may be ending. But the chaos that started that night is far from over.

A/N: Nice.....thought you were gonna get more sex, eh? Dirty minded people. Ah well, you might get some later on. Well the chapter took long enough. Are you confused? Yes? Well, good, because so am I. Hahahaha, just kidding with ya. REVIEW OR DIE. Stay tuned for the next chapter: Helter Skelter.

(love to all the ppl: chennelle, deshaun, candice, chenezza, melanie, anyone else reading and/or reviewing this and, last but damn well not least, clifton i love you sweetie ;-))

btw: sorry if i left anyone from home out, i still luv all y'all. heh heh.