Chapter 3: ...Or Is It?
"Did anyone ever tell you that love sucks? Well it does, but it's so much worse when you love someone that doesn't even want you. It makes you feel low, and so empty inside. All you want is someone who will fill the emptiness inside, someone who will always be there by your side, just to whisper, "I love you". You want to feel loved and wanted. I just wish that would happen for me..."my friend Gina 7/3/04
"Morning guys." Hermione said as she sat down and grabbed a muffin off the plate in front of her.
"Morning Hermione." Harry said. Ron, on the other hand said nothing, as he had his head on the table and was clearly asleep.
"Now Harry, did you tire him out last night?" Hermione said with a smirk. "We have a big test today in Charms." Harry narrowed his eyes at her but a smile spread across his face all the same.
"Maybe..." Harry said looking from left to right is a "shifty" way. They laughed waking Ron up. "W-hat?" Ron said yawning.
"Nothing Ron go back to sleep. Class in 15 minutes, I'll wake you." Harry said. But Ron was back asleep before he finished. Harry shook his head and Hermione smiled. The bell rang and Hermione stood up and walked out. Harry wait until everyone else was out of the Hall before waking Ron up.
"Hey sleepy head. Wakey-wakey!" Harry said placing his hand on Ron thigh. "Come on Ron we're going to be late for Professor Trelawney class."
Ron sat up and looked at Harry. "Oh god not her class." Harry smiled and moving his hand up Ron's thigh, said, "Yes her class. Happiness and joy." Ron laughed. Harry leaned over and, quickly, kissed Ron on the lips. "Lets go." They stood up and started to walk to room 11 (Professor Trelawney's ladder to the classroom was broke). As they walked toward the door, they heard Professor Trelawney talking.
"Oh great she started class early." Harry said outside the classroom.
"No the class started on time. You're the ones who are late." A voice said from behind them.
Harry and Ron looked over their shoulders and saw Professor Trelawney standing behind them. They walked into the classroom and took a seat in the middle of the room.
"Now that all of the class is here," Professor Trelawney said glaring at the boys that had just entered, "We can start. Today we will be learning that you don't only see things in your crystal balls, you can also hear things. Now let me explain. It all depends on your mood at the time. If your feeling depressed or sad, angry or nervous, guilty, you'll… well… you'll hear music and what you hear depends on what your feeling. Begin."
"I still can't see shit in this thing." Ron complained 15 minutes later. Harry sighed.
"Have you even tried to see anything?" Harry asked.
"No." Ron answered with a smile.
"Well then…""Don't finish it you'll sound like Hermione."
Harry laughed and grabbed Ron's hand under the table and laced fingers with him. "So…" Professor Trelawney said as she slammed her hands on the table making Harry and Ron jump. Harry let go of Ron's hand and brought his hands on top of the table. "What are we hearing? Harry, dear, why don't you go first."
"Umm…" Harry said. "I… I didn't really hear anything."
Professor Trelawney sighed. "Okay. Harry put one hand on your crystal ball, breath deep, and close your eyes. First you'll hear it in your head and as soon as you open your eyes the rest of the class will hear."
"Um okay." Harry said. Harry reached out and put his hand on his crystal ball. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Harry heard a type of rock song.
'Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks'
Oh god. He thought. I can't deal with this now.
'The photographs your boyfriend took…'
Harry opened his eyes in shock. Seconds later did he regret it.
'Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks The photographs your boyfriend tookYou said you read me like a book
But the pages are all torn and frayed
I'm okay I'm okay I'm okay, now (I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth I mean this, I'm okay (Trust me)
I'm not okay I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay I'm not o-fucking-kay I'm not okay
I'm not okay.'
"Mr. Potter," Professor Trelawney said, " Are you feeling a bit… guilty abut something?"
"I… um… I…" Harry stammered taking his hand off his crystal ball. The bell sounded in the hallway.
"Well class that's it." Professor Trelawney said.
"Harry?" Ron said as he went into the Boys Dorm. The candles (or lights not quite sure which ones!) were out.
"Yeah?"
Ron heard Harry's voice coming from the window. Harry was sitting on the window seat, bathed in moonlight. Ron sat down next to Harry and put his head on Harry's shoulder. Harry put his arm around Ron. They sat like this for a while. Harry looked out towards the mountains. It was a beautiful sight. They had just the right amount of snow on their tops and it wasn't winter yet. The moonlight was bathing them in the right light. It was all just too beautiful for Harry. Harry glanced down at Ron, who was looking at the lake, his eyes unfocused. Harry shifted and leaned down until his face was level with Ron's.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked. Ron nodded his head and gave Harry a small smile. Harry then leaned in and pressed his lips against Ron's. Ron's hand went up to Harry's neck and pulled him closer. Harry pressed his body against Ron and forced him, gently, to lie on his back. Harry's lips felt warm against his. Ron felt Harry's tongue brush against his bottom lip. Ron parted his lips and Harry's tongue entered. Ron broke the kiss and looked into Harry's bright emerald green eyes. Harry looked back with a puzzled look on his face. "What's up?" Harry asked. Ron shook his head and leaned up meeting Harry's lips. Ron's hips gently moved up against Harry's. Harry moaned against Ron's lips. Ron smiled. He knew how to make Harry moan. Harry slowly got off of Ron and shut the door. Ron then got up and joined Harry. Ron wrapped his arms around Harry's neck. Ron pressed his lips against Harry's. Ron gently pushed Harry against the wall. Ron's hands running through Harry's hair. Harry moaned slightly and pressed his body against Ron's. Ron felt Harry hardness press against his.
"Ron…. I can't keep doing this." Harry suddenly said backing away.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.
"Well..." Harry sighed. "I have to tell you something. I didn't really explain the whole song thing in Trelawney's class." Harry went and sat down on Ron's bed.
"Explain what?" Ron said sitting beside him.
"Well, you know how Trelawney asked if I was feeling guilty?"
"Yeah…" Ron said slowly. He knew no good could come out of this.
"Well, it's just that… I've been…kinda…seeing someone...else." Harry said looking at the floor.
"Oh." Ron said.
"Ron I'm so sorry. I don't want to end it, but… yeah. I don't want to keep going from you to her." Harry said.
"Wait. Wait one fucking second. Her? HER? WHO'S THIS HER?" Ron jumped off the bed and was now standing in front of Harry. Harry was shocked and he tried to tell Ron the whole truth.
"Wait, Ron. Hold on let me expla" Harry started but Ron cut him off.
"SO? How longs it been since you've been bi?" Ron yelled.
"Let me exp—"
"You know what! No! I'm done with you." Ron yelled and stormed off down to the Common room where he spent the night crying.
