Eventually

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"Hermione and I broke up."

Harry turned to Ron, frowning concernedly. His green eyes bore into Ron's and the redhead noted once more how attractive his best friend was. Not that he could ever really forget. Harry was bloody gorgeous, yet for some reason couldn't ever see it himself. He didn't even realise Malfoy looked at him like that, and the bloody prat had been eyeing him up for years. Slimy git.

"What happened?" Harry turned to him completely and Ron silently thanked the summer sun as it fell over the black-haired man. The orchard near The Burrow was thankfully quiet except for them, and Ron could just sit back and look at Harry. Not that he felt good about looking at his straight friend like that when he was with Ginny. Wait, what did he say?

"Sorry, what?"

"What happened? With you and Hermione."

Ron flushed as he remembered the woman's words. "Ron, I do love you, never doubt that, and I don't doubt that you love me but I can't help but feel that our friendship was more enjoyable than this relationship. Besides, I'm pretty sure this relationship was over when you started looking at Harry more than me."

He'd been mortified and tried to deny it, but she'd just crossed her arms and told him to go for it. Mentioning Ginny had just earned him a book to the head and Hermione muttering under her breath about the stupidity of men. He had no idea what was wrong with her; women were mental.

"We … we decided we just weren't working out, you know? It was easier when we friends. Less arguments, definitely. It's simpler now. I feel good, actually."

It was true; it was weird how freeing it felt not to have to worry about every little thing with Hermione now. They'd even gone for a pint at the Leaky Cauldron and hadn't even argued once.

Green eyes bore into his for a few seconds before Harry' face softened and he smiled. "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters." Bloody hell, that smile should be illegal.

Ron cleared his throat. "What about you and Ginny, planned the wedding yet?"

"What?" Harry questioned with wide eyes. "You mean … you don't know?"

"Know what?" Was something wrong? Did he miss something important?

Harry squirmed and shifted away a little. Ron told himself it didn't hurt that much as he watched his best friend wrestle with himself before slumping in apparent misery.

"Ginny and I broke up a few months ago."

"What?! Why?"

"She … ever since we were on the run, she had to live in that castle with the others and things changed. Her feelings changed, and even after we got back together I wasn't the person she was in love with any more. She's with Luna now."

He could feel the familiar tinge of fury creeping up on him. How dare she do that to Harry?

"That wasn't – but that wasn't the only thing."

Harry lifted his head, and the guarded green eyes were like a punch to the gut – Harry expected him to react badly.

"I'm gay."

Gay. Harry was gay. And single. Harry was gay, and single, and the bloke he liked – his best friend – was completely available. Hermione's words suddenly made so much more sense; he'd have to send her flowers or something.

For some reason he didn't even consider rejection or embarrassment, subconsciously knowing Harry would never hurt him like that, and so he followed Hermione's advice. He went for it.

One moment he was looking into nervous and resigned emerald eyes, the next he'd dragged Harry into his lap with their lips together. Judging from the pleased whine and the hands holding his arms tightly, his actions weren't exactly unwelcome.

He lost track of how long the two of them spent attached at the face but eventually they pulled back to catch their breath. Ron was pretty smug to see Harry so breathless; his cheeks were red, pupils blown, and his glasses and hair were beyond messy. He was suddenly grateful the two of them were sharing a bedroom.

Harry snorted. Apparently his thoughts were pretty obvious. "You can take me out first, bastard."

He grinned. "The Cannons have a match next week?"

Harry laughed and Ron joined in. They'd certainly come a long way from two kids gorging themselves on sweets and chocolate.

They got there in the end.

A/N: Hello people!

I felt like doing someone else's POV instead of Harry's this time, and I honestly just picked Ron at random lol

I feel like Ron/Harry don't get as much love as they deserve; I personally feel like they could go so well together :)

Just to clarify, I wasn't trying to bash Ginny - sorry if it sounded like it!

Happy reading!