Harry spent the night walking around the quidditch pitch. Dinner at the great hall had been an entirely different experience without Rron. There was no one there to enjoy the meal with him and joke with him at the same time. Everybody else had their own friends. Harry was alone with Hermione. Ron did not go down for dinner. In fact, no one had seen him since after Divinations. It was really weird because he would usually be hungry by dinner time. Would he really forgo his meals just to avoid Harry? It was difficult to tell. Suddenly there was a scrapping sound from under a bench in the stands. Harry turned and saw no one. Then the scrapping sound started again, followed by a giggle. Ron's giggle. He rushed over and spotted Ron giggling while lying on the ground.
"Ron, It's dirty, get up." Harry cried, pulling Ron into a sitting position.
"Harry! It's you!" Ron yelled, throwing his arms around Harry.
"Shush, Ron." Harry told him covering his mouth and pulling Ron up to a standing position. "We're not supposed to be out here this late."
"What? Did you say something Harry?" Ron yelled, louder this time. He wobbled on his feet a little when Harry let go of him and then collapsed on Harry.
"What's the matter, Ron?" Harry asked, getting worried.
"A boy showed me pretty lights from sticks." He bent over, almost falling down and picked up his wand and waved it upside down. Nothing happened. "This stick is lousy."
"Ron, you need help." Harry told him, wrapping his arms around Ron. "I'll get you to madam Pomfrey. It'll be quick."
"Harry, I really love you." Ron cried, hugging Harry." I really do."
Harry shuddered when Ron said love but he could not do anything as Ron was not in a state of mind. He wondered who did this to Ron, the poor thing. He had suffered enough.
"Ron, you must never say this in front of anyone else or they will know." Harry told him, trying to balance himself with Ron's weight.
"Ok." Ron replied, then started lauughing loudly.
"This must be the Confundus Charm." Harry muttered under his breath, adjusting Ron's weight. "Accio wand."
Back in the hospital wing, madam Pomfrey was busy moving around the hospital wing, attending to two second years. She stopped in her tracks when Harry pushed open the door and fell into the hospital wing with Ron. He quickly stood up and tried to pull a giggling Ron up.
"Madam Pomfrey, Ron needs help." Harry told her, pocketing Ron's wand.
"I can see that." Madam Pomfrey told him, waving her wand over Ron and sending him to an empty bed by the window. "What happened?"
"I don't know," Harry admitted, "I found him like this in the quidditch pitch."
"The quidditch pitch? What was he doing there?" Madam Pomfrey probed furthur, mixing some kind of potion.
"I told you, i just found him and he was like this." Harry replied, getting impatient."Will he be alright?"
"Yes, yes, dear boy. It's just a Confundus charm." Madam Pomfrey laughed, waving her hands over to Ron."I can put him right in just a minute."
Harry trusted Madam Pomfrey so he kept quiet, not saying anything more. He watched as Madam Pomfrey set the potion next to Ron's bed. Ron was plucking at a lose thread on the pillow. He turned to study the potion when Madam Pomfrey set it down. She then pointed her wand at him and muttered something. The spell hit Ron and he shut his eyes for awhile before slowly relaxing. He then opened his eyes and looked around him as though he did not know where this was.
"What am I doing here?" Ron asked the moment he had found his voice.
"I brought you here." Harry told him, handing him his wand. "Do you remember what happened?"
"No." Ron admitted. "I was going to the great hall to look for you when i just blacked out."
"Look for me?" Harry asked, surprised.
"Yes. We have to talk." Ron started, then looked at Madam Pomfrey.
"You are free to leave now." Madam Pomfrey told them then left them alone to talk.
The night air was humid as Harry and Ron walked back to their house common rooms. There was silence initially and Harry didn't think that Ron would want to talk about what happened to him neither about this afternoon's events so he just kept quiet and waited for Ron to start talking first.
"Harry, listen to me." Ron began, slowing the pace. "WE need to talk."
"Ok, I'm listening. Lets talk." Harry agreed. "Why are you avoiding me?"
"Because I told you what I am." Ron replied, his voice cracking."You won't want to be friends with me anymore."
"No. That's not true, Ron. I will always be your friend." Harry assured him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Really?" Ron asked, brightening up. Harry nodded and gave his best friend a hug. He could feel Ron tense up when he hugged him but he wasn't going to give up on his best friend just because he was gay and that he liked it when Harry hugged him. After all, why hug someone when the person dislikes it? It was going to be just like the old times. When Harry and Ron stuck together always. Never seperating again. But they still haven't solved the problem. Not really anyway.
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Don't worry, readers. This is not the last chapter. I got more coming up. Read and Review ok? Chapter 6 is not up yet. Sorry, at least not up now. Who knows, by the time i post this, Chapter 6 will be up? But i'm planning something nice.... hehehe Evil girns Enjoy!