"So how's life as Head girl 'Mione?" Harry asked as they walked down the corridor after Ron mysteriously disappeared.
"Stressful…just how I like it" she joked causing Harry to start giggling. Hermione shot her friend a strange look.
"How's life as the Savior of the Wizarding world?" She asked gently.
"Confusing…just like I'm used to" he replied running his hand through his messy hair.
"what's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Um Hermione.. There's something you should know … about me" Harry said hesitantly.
"ok…" Hermione said as a million horrible situations shot through her head.
"Umm .. I'm Gay" He said avoiding her eyes. She was silent for a moment and Harry looked up in horror.
"Really?" Hermione asked. Harry weakly nodded his head.
'That's Great! I've always wanted a gay best friend!!!" Hermione said engulfing Harry in a large hug.
"You're really all right with it?" he asked in disbelief.
"Of course I'm all right ! Don't ever do that to me again! For a minute I thought you were dying" she said smacking his arm.
Harry just laughed happily and hugged his best friend tightly.
"Does Ron know?" Hermione asked as they continued their journey up the long staircase.
"Yeah I told him yesterday" Harry said.
"how did he react?" Hermione asked.
"Well I must admit your reaction was the best by far… He just said as long as he doesn't have to See, Hear or know about me shagging other blokes he's fine with it… but he did say that I have to tell him who I fancy so he can give them 'the talk'" Harry said shaking his head.
"Who do you fancy?" Hermione asked with wide eyes and a curious smile.
"Not sure yet.. I was so worried about telling people I never actually looked to see who my type is" Harry said shrugging.
"Well you must give me all the details… Ron may not want to hear but I do" Hermione said laughing.
"What scandal! The Head girl interested in gay sex" Harry said in mock shock.
"Correction… my best friend's gay sex" Hermione said.
"Doesn't that make it worse" Harry asked.
"Possibly" Hermione replied as they approached the portrait.
"Pansy…. Is …dating… the … weasel!" Draco gasped trying to catch his breath.
"What?" Blaise asked bluntly. His normally refined and collected friend looked baffled and out of breath.
Draco glared at the Italian boy and caught his breath.
"Pansy… she's whoring around with Weasley!" Draco exclaimed.
"Pansy is always whoring around, it's what she does. Why should we care if she's doing it with virgin weasel, he's going to end up hurt anyway" Blaise said looking down at his book.
"But its the weasel!" Draco yelled.
"What are you so pissed about? How do you know its not just another fuck? We both know Pansy doesn't get attached" Blaise said.
"So your fine with it?" Draco asked completely shocked.
"Why wouldn't I be… I'm no one to judge. She does as she pleases we've never stopped her before" Blaise said.
"When the bloody hell did you become so philosophical?' Draco asked sneering.
"Draco… the war is done… we should put aside these petty rivalries and be more open. There's nothing to hide anymore" Blaise said standing up.
"You're in love with the mudblood aren't you?" Draco said narrowing his eyes.
"You and Pansy are both delusional" Blaise said rolling his dark blue eyes.
"So what are we going to do about Pansy?" Draco asked ignoring the last comment made by his friend.
"Well why don't we ask her about it… if it's a serious thing, which I doubt, then we'll threaten Weasley enough to make sure he doesn't think about hurting her" Blaise said putting his book away.
"Why are you so calm about this?" Draco asked waving his hand dramatically.
Blaise covered his eyes with his hand and took a deep breath.
"Come on Draco… lets go find Pansy" Blaise said after a minute of controlling his irritation.
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