Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, which are owned by J.K Rowling.

Setting: Harry, Ron and Hermoine are in they're second year and It is taking place during I guess a vacationing period of the school year. Please note that this fan fiction may contain some Yaoi or boyXboy love.

Strange Love

Chapter 1; Locker Room

By: Kiyoshi

Harry's forehead was glittering in the rising sun as sweat dripped down his face. He wiped it off with the arm of his quidditch robe. It didn't seem to help though, because new sweat appeared right after he had done so.

His stomach gave a loud growl as he landed toward the ground and jumped off his Nimbus 2000. The new Quidditch practice was early in the morning, so the team had to miss out on breakfast. Harry clutched his stomach to try and ease it from growling loader and to stop the pain as he thought of what type of food was being served in the Great Hall at the very moment.

Suddenly a small boy came running from the bleachers towards Harry. He had a camera around his neck that swung wildly as he ran towards him.

"That was a really great game, Harry!" Colin Creevey said in an excited voice. His eyes seemed to be wide open with amazement. "Even though it was just practice, it was still brilliant!"

Harry looked down at Colin. This was Colin's first year at Hogwarts. He had mousy blond hair and had a small build to his body. He followed Harry wherever he went, making sure he doesn't miss out on anything Harry-related. Colin also had his trademark; which was an old muggle (non-magical person) Camera. The only thing that Harry didn't really like about Colin, was that he talked too much. He was always asking questions and never seemed to stop talking. He reminded Harry of the Energizer Bunny. He just keeps going and going…

"Oh wow, that's a perfect shot." Gasped Colin as he lifted his camera in position to take a picture of Harry. Harry turned and grinned, but his smile looked a bit lopsided so he looked as if he were making a funny face. The camera clicked and a sudden, blinding flash lit the area of where they were standing. Harry blinked as his eyes went blind, stumbled backwards and knocked into somebody.

"Hey there Harry, watch out," Said a boy with flaming red hair and freckles that seemed to dot his face. "You okay?"

"Yeah, sorry about that, Ron." Harry said as he took Ron's outstretched hand and got up. He rubbed his eyes.

"Are you hungry, Harry? Ron and I gathered some of today's breakfast for you. It should still be some-what warm." Hermoine, a curly-haired girl, chimed in from behind Ron. She handed the plate towards Harry as he happily accepted it. There were a couple of bacon strips, a sausage and toast that was already spread with orange marmalade. Harry picked out the toast and bit a large portion out of it.

"Thanks so much, I was starving out there." Harry said while he stuffed the rest of the toast in his mouth.

Ron, Hermoine, Harry and an un-noticed Colin Creevey walked briskly toward the front doors of Hogwarts. Harry told Hermoine that he was going to one of the locker rooms and Ron followed behind him. Colin and Hermoine walked toward Gryffindor tower.

Harry and Ron finally reached the changing rooms where Harry's clothing was neatly stored in one of the lockers.

"Still bugging you, huh." Ron said in a bit of a mono-toned voice.

"Yeah," Harry said with a sigh. "He hardly lets me out of my sight." He let out a tiny chuckle and started to take of his Quidditch robe. Ron felt his eyes travel to the side of his head to get a look at Harry. He noticed the curves of Harry's body as he took off his shirt. Suddenly Ron caught what he was just doing and his face flushed entirely red. He looked away from Harry as he started to take off his pants.

"Something wrong, Ron?" Harry said as he finished buttoning his new pants on. "Your face is all red…" He bent down and touched Ron's forehead.

Ron's face became fiery red as he knocked Harry's hand from his head. "I-I'm fine," Ron quickly got up and walked out of the room with Harry tagging along beside him to keep up. They both were quiet as they went towards Gryffindor tower. Ron's face was still glowing red and along the way, nearly headless Nick asked if Ron was feeling well and if he was ill, he should go to the infirmary. Ron assured Nick that he was fine and kept up his speedy pace that looked like a walk with a bit of jog in it. They finally reached the portrait of the fat lady, said the password and scrambled inside the common room.

"Ron…" Harry started to say as they reached the foot of the spiral stair case, but was interrupted by Ron.

"I-I'm tired, I'll be in my room." Ron quickly leapt up the stairs and jumped into bed. He closed the curtains of his four-poster, leaving Harry looking a bit confused at the bottom of the stairs wondering what was going on.

Okay, this was my first fic ever! Sorry that it was so short. I thought it would be longer. Oh well. Please check up on me for new chapters!