A/n lol I just finished chappie 1 and am already on chappy 2, dnt u just luv me? Lol anyway this chappy is gonna be longer, the 1st chappy was just to get this fanfic up and running!!

Disclaimer: yes yes, I am JKR, marvellous inventor of HP, and that's the reason I'm adding on this site rather than publishing the 6th book....

Chapter 2: leaving... and confessions.

Harry had just finished packing when he looked at the clock and saw he had just over an hour to tell his relatives he will be leaving, and get to the bottom of magnolia crescent. So taking a deep breathe, picking up his trunk he went downstairs where the Dursleys where watching television. "What do you want?" Vernon Dursley growled.

"I just wanted to say good bye, you won't have to see me until next summer." Harry said.

"Just where do you think you're going?" Petunia asked.

"The Weasley's are coming for me in.... 45 minutes.... Are you actually complaining?" Harry asked, laughing.

"Of course not, just.... Look after yourself Harry and Good luck." Petunia said, and Harry wondered if she'd been smoking anything, to actually care weather or not he would do well.

Harry had been dragging his trunk for the best part of an hour, and was worried about being late. (A/n I don't actually recall how far away from privet drive magnolia crescent is). He had just made it to the end of the road, and he saw a familiar red head coming his way, with the terrible two, the Weasly twins, Fred and George. "Hey Harry, me and George are gonna apparate with your trunk back to the burrow. You and Ron are gonna be camping a while over there, we've been camping out for about a week now, and mum and dad want you at the burrow, so dad's gonna send you a car to pick you up tomorrow." Fred said as he and George picked up his trunk and disapparated with a loud CRACK!

"Come on Harry, we have loads to talk about," Ron said, leading Harry to the woods near little whinning.

They arrived at a clearing where there was a tent and two sleeping bags prepared. Ron led Harry inside the tent and he sat down. "Harry we need to talk," Ron said, avoiding Harry's eyes.

"What about?" Harry asked, also avoiding Ron's eyes, Ron's gorgeous eyes.

"About, oh Harry please don't judge me about this," Ron said.

"I have something to tell you to. I won't judge you if u wont judge me."

"Harry, I think I love you," Ron said, nearly in tears with embarrassment.

"What did you say?" Harry asked, not daring to believe what Ron said.

"I love you. Harry you think I'm a freak don't you?"

"No Ron, I love you too," Harry said, about to cry with happiness. He leaned in close, closed his eyes and kissed Ron. Ron was surprised at first, but took no time kissing Harry back, they lay there on the ground, kissing for ages, until it was so dark they could barley see each other. Then Harry climbed into his sleeping bag, and Ron climbed into his. "Ron?" Harry asked.

"Yes Harry?" Ron replied.

"I love you"

"I love you too". And with that Harry fell into a deep sleep, dreaming about Ron, the gorgeous, sexy beast he was.