"What took you so long mate?" Ron asked him as he sat down. He didn't say anything but shook his head and pretended to take interest in the conversation between Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
Why did this have to happen, now of all times? This was another weight added on top of everything else.
"Harry…" Ron shook him roughly. He gave a start and looked around. The Whole table was watching him.
"What?" He asked feeling his face turning red.
At that moment Oliver and Percy walked in from downstairs. Harry got up and walked outside, on his way Oliver tried to make eye contact but Harry avoided him.
He sat down in the garden, closely followed by Ron and Hermione.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione asked. He looked at her and saw the worry in her face. They were his friends. They Deserved to know what was going on.
"I promise I'll tell you what's going on when I figure it out myself." They seemed to understand and didn't ask anymore questions.
"Guys, can I speak to Harry for a moment…Alone?" Oliver sat down beside Harry. Harry watched as Ron and Hermione stood up and walked back towards the house. He was alone with Oliver, and scarred of what was about to happen.
"Harry…?" Oliver had genuine concern in his voice.
Harry couldn't look at him it hurt to much to look at him and see the guy that he couldn't have. He didn't love Oliver, but he did like him more than he thought.
Oliver grabbed Harry's chin and pulled his head to look at Oliver. Oliver had a concern in his eyes that hurt Harry to look at.
"What Oliver?" It came out harsh and mean. Harry didn't want that, he didn't want Oliver to think he hated him.
Harry looked into Oliver's eyes and realized that he had took the tone to heart.
"Harry do you hate me now? You hate me because I'm gay?"
Harry smiled. Maybe being a jock, even in the magical world, did effect the brains. Oliver thought this whole thing was because he was gay.
"Oliver… this has nothing to do with your sexual preference. It has to do with my feelings, not you being gay." Harry looked at the ground and then into the sky.
"Your feelin…" And slowly Oliver started to understand what Harry was saying.
Now Oliver knew, and he would avoid Harry.
"Harry, I don't know what to say. I'm honored that you have those feelings for me, but Percy…" Oliver seemed genuine, but that didn't change a thing about the situation.
"Look Harry. I'm going to tell you the honest truth about my feelings. When you first joined the quidditch team you first year, That's when I started to have feelings for you. My seventh year, I was in love with you, everything about you. I knew I couldn't have you so I fell in love with someone else, but I still love you." Oliver looked like he was about to cry. Oliver loved him.
"But I can't leave Percy. I love him too." Oliver has started to cry. Harry couldn't help but cry too.
Oliver kissed him hard on the lips, then got up and walked back towards the house, leaving Harry. A moment later Ron and Hermione came back outside.
"What happened?" Hermione looked worried "What did he do to you?"
"He loved me." Harry told them. "He loved me."