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I'm not gay.

Harry had been telling himself the same thing over and over again. While he was walking to the carriages,

Not gay

entering the castle,

Not gay

and into the Great Hall.

I'm not gay

Ron and Hermione found Harry, after entering the castle. Hermione looked far bigger around the middle, Harry noted between his other thoughts.

Not gay

During the feast, Ron and Hermione noticed a difference in Harry's behavior. He wasn't talking nor eating. Hermione gave a worried look to Ron who then nodded.

I'm not gay. I'm not gay. I'm-

"Harry, mate? Are you okay? Ron asked nervously.

"I'm not gay!" Harry spoke out loud by mistake. He immediately went crimson, stood up and mumbled something about turning in early. All Gryffindor eyes were on Harry, and even one pair of Slytherin eyes.

" I think you need to speak with him Ron.."

Ron sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"This is going to be an interesting year."

"I'm not gay! I'M NOT FUCKING GAY"

Yells could be heard all over the castle, but Harry didn't care.

Up in his dorm, feathers and shredded parchment covered the space around Harry's now un-made bed. He collapsed onto the floor breathing heavily.

"I'm not gay.. I'm just.. Not.." He ended with a soft whisper.

Suddenly a knock was heard, causing Harry to stand up quickly and begin to tidy up. The door opened with a creak. Harry didn't bother to look up as he gathered a pile of feathers and put them into the waste bin. The soft pitter-patter of feet filled the empty dorm. Harry went back to the mess and tried to gather more feathers up. A gentle hand rested on Harry's shoulder, causing him to stop. Sighing, Harry let his shoulders slump as he closed his eyes. He slowly stood, his left knee cracking faintly. He turned to face the intruder.

"Hey Hermione.." Harry smiled. He was expecting Ron, but got his other best friend instead.

"I told Ron to come up here and talk to you- you know man to man- but he claimed you'd "get all gay on him"" Hermione laughed., but Harry didn't find it one bit amusing. He pushed passes her roughly making his way to the trashcan.

Hermione frowned. " I was only joking, Harry. He said he wouldn't know what to say, so I decided I'd better talk to you.."

Harry sighed. "About what?" he asked as he dropped the feathers into the wastebasket. Hermione sat down on Harry's bed, her hands folded gracefully on her stomach.

"Come here and sit down." Hermione said patting the space next to her. Like an obedient dog, Harry did as she said.

"Harry, I know something must've happened either over the summer or on the train.. Those were the only times e hadn't been in contact.." Harry felt his face flush. Hermione smiled.

"Care to share what's on your mind? Or do I have to pry it out of you?" Hermione teased.

Should he tell her? What would she think? Would she still be his friend if he were gay?

Wait. Wait. Back up. You are not gay. You never have been, and never will be. Ever.

"I don't know. I'm so confused! No! No, I'm not! I'm not gay and that's final. I mean, so what if I liked holding him. I like holding girls too! Granted, none of them fit as comfortably because they had boobs. Not that I don't like boobs. I do! It's just.. They were uncomfortable. And I mean yeah, so I've never gotten a hard-on from a girl but that's because I-er.. Haven't found the right one. And just because I know how to match does not make me gay.. Right?" He stopped and looked up at Hermione pitifully. Hermione smiled a gentle smile.

"Harry, there's nothing wrong with being gay.. Seamus and Dean are gay! They've been dating for almost a year now, and they've still got friends." Hermione laid a hand on Harry's knee. Harry sighed.

"So, do you really think I'm gay?"

"I've had suspicions.."" Hermione grinned. Harry frowned thoughtfully.

"Since when?" Hermione laughed, stood up and made her way to the door. Harry stayed where he was.

"Since the first time I saw you with Cho. You just didn't.. Fit. Call it girl intuition." She winked playfully. And with a swish of thick brown hair, she was gone.

Harry rubbed his eyes.

" Okay. I'm gay.. What now?"

mreep Gayness! YAY! Okay, review and I shall write/type more.